Edward Charles Ford (Whitey Ford) Quotes
Fifteen minutes (at halftime) wasn't enough time to cover all the things we needed to cover. It wasn't screaming and yelling. It was more pleading.
Edward Charles Ford
Quotes to Explore
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Today, the Muslim world is the poorest of the global powers.
Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
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Human salvation demands the divine disclosure of truths surpassing reason.
Thomas Aquinas
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Probably the biggest compliment someone can give you is, "Gosh, you look great. You don't look tired."
Nicole Kidman
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That was the dirty secret associated with her past. Not that she'd been abused but that somehow she felt that she deserved it because she'd let it happen. Even now, it shamed her, and there were times when she felt hideously ugly, as though the scars that had been left behind were visible to everyone.
Nicholas Sparks
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I hail from a small town, Jamshedpur. From childhood, I've been constantly surrounded by people who are not so urban.
R. Madhavan
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The events with Henry III happened, obviously the way it happened, liberties were taken.
Catherine McCormack
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Real people do what they want...not what they can.
Christian Coma
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Dark economic clouds are dissipating into an emerging blue sky of opportunity.
Rick Perry
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I have said repeatedly that America doesn't torture and I'm going to make sure that we don't torture. Those are part and parcel an effort to regain America's moral stature in the world.
Barack Obama
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We would always disagree with any words like aggression in our address.
Dmitry Peskov
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They whirled past the dark trees, as feathers would be swept before a hurricane. Houses, gates, churches, hay-stacks, objects of every kind they shot by, with a velocity and noise like roaring waters suddenly let loose. Still the noise of pursuit grew louder, and still my uncle could hear the young lady wildly screaming, "Faster! Faster!"
Charles Dickens
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The cold hoarfrost glistened on the tombstones, and sparkled like rows of gems, among the stone carvings of the old church. The snow lay hard and crisp upon the ground; and spread over the thickly-strewn mounds of earth, so white and smooth a cover, that it seemed as if corpses lay there, hidden only by their winding sheets.
Charles Dickens
