William Blake Quotes
The hand of Vengeance found the Bed To which the Purple Tyrant fled The iron hand crush'd the tyrant's head And became Tyrant in his stead.
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Did anyone ever have a boring dream?
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Indie movies got co-opted by the studio system. The studios insisted that only stars could make movies successful.
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I was a very shy, overly big, kind of creepy-looking kid.
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I have to do something with my mind, or I'll get in trouble.
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After retiring from competition in 1981, I did exhibitions and coached.
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Writing, overall, has never been what I'd call fun. It's fulfilling. It doesn't come real easy for me.
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I thought everybody could sing, because everybody in my family could.
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I think it was a modest thing I did (Fahrenheit 9/11) ... this is an election year ... I'm not telling them how to vote. I'm saying get information about the issues ... at first there's just silence, then there's 'Yeah!' and then there's 'Boo' ... I have never seen a reaction like this, in all my years of touring ... Clear Channel can't threaten to not play my records because they are not going to play them anyway.
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Acting is a specific discipline. Just because you can sing doesn't mean you have the sensitivities of being an actor.
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The hardest thing for me about making movies, and that included 'M*A*S*H' because it was made like a movie, was starting and stopping.
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I have a certain energy on screen, and it's either needed or it's definitely not needed. I know that I can stick out like a sore thumb, and there are some women I'm not ready to play.
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It's not meant to be entertaining. If you want entertainment, go to the pictures. This is serious!
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I love satire. Evelyn Waugh is one of my favorite writers of all time. He's hilarious. He's so wicked. He's so great. On the other hand, pure satire is an imitation. It doesn't really have any heart. It only holds things up to ridicule.
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What a gorgeous day. What effulgent sunshine. It was a day of this sort the McGillicuddy brothers murdered their mother with an axe.
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Here’s the thing about baseball-it’s not the individual sport I thought it was. Turns out I was wrong about that. Yeah, the batter is a lone man against the world. He stands in the batter’s box like a soldier and it’s up to him-and him alone-what happens next. But here’s the thing I didn’t understand until I was forced to, until recently: In order to hit a home run… Someone else has to pitch the ball.
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Van Gogh.. Fascinating. The fragility of that strong spirit.
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I've always found a cornucopia of roles open to me. Wait--did I just say cornucopia? I think I meant plethora.
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The hand of Vengeance found the Bed To which the Purple Tyrant fled The iron hand crush'd the tyrant's head And became Tyrant in his stead.
