Mike Quigley Quotes
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I just heard the latest joke about my hair: 'Do you know what that is on her head? It's a steering wheel to drive the state.'
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So now the devil's in my soul.
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I hate working out - I have to mentally push myself through it. I can get very whiny, saying things like, 'I can't do it!'
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All the marvels of nature are glimpses of His divine power and expressions of His love.
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He's frustrated with the situation over the last couple years.
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Coaching is nothing more than eliminating mistakes before you get fired.
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This created world really helped me as an actor. It heightened everything, which made it more dangerous, more interesting and more liberating.
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A true gentleman is one who is never unintentionally rude.
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To love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned by a faceless master; the world changes if two look at each other and see.
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It was odd to have something so personal out there in that way, but the good thing about art is that no one necessarily knows what you mean by it anyway.
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Someone once told me that God figured that I was a pretty good juggler. I could keep a lot of balls in the air at one time. So He said, "Let's see if he can juggle another one."
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Patience is idling your motor when you feel like stripping a gear.
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The only way to live free, the only way to live your life as an offering of love, is to feel everything fully and live open.
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I work with The National Center on Addiction and Substance Abuse at Columbia University. I sit proudly as one of only two recovering addicts on their board.
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The thought of Christmas overwhelms him. He no longer looks forward to the holiday; he wants only to be on the other side of the season. His impatience makes him feel that he is incontrovertibly, finally, an adult.
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The most important thing is not that my short game looks good, but that it feels good, because at the end of the day, what you need is to feel it, and I'm starting to feel it.
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Thanks to my mother, not a single cardboard box has found its way back into society. We receive gifts in boxes from stores that went out of business twenty years ago.
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Then, at the end of every hand, Miss Bolo would inquire with a dismal countenance and reproachful sigh, why Mr. Pickwick had not returned that diamond, or led the club, or roughed the spade, or finessed the heart, or led through the honour, or brought out the ace, or played up to the king, or some such thing; and in reply to all these grave charges, Mr. Pickwick would be wholly unable to plead any justification whatever, having by this time forgotten all about the game.
