William Butler Yeats Quotes
May we two stand,
When we are dead, beyond the setting suns,
A little from other shades apart,
With mingling hair, and play upon one lute.
William Butler Yeats
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When I go back to New York all these years later, I'll walk down Seventh Avenue, and I'll hear, 'Yo, Oz!' In New York, I get recognized for that all the time.
J. K. Simmons
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Life is made up of marble and mud.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
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Different directors have different things, so when I left Mike Leigh, as it were, and I went into other projects after 'All or Nothing,' it took some getting used to - what do you mean there's a script?!?' That kind of thing.
Sally Hawkins
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What's great about working on a sitcom is that I spend so much time with people who are in other fields as well, such as writing, directing, and/or camera operating. Being on set is like being on a playground. I go from one thing to the next, and I've learned so much and hope to continue learning.
Olivia Holt
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A good amount of the guys wanted to date me. Even older guys looking at me. It took some getting used to.
Vanessa Hudgens
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How movies are financed, it's a world market now... I feel like, you know, the independent film way of working is something that was in my bones. It's like being a part of a punk band, but no one's singing punk rock anymore. Only a few bands are able to play, and Woody Allen is one of them.
Parker Posey
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I think for me, personally, I'm a guy who has watched ESPN ever since I've been growing up. You turn it on, and it's one of the first stories - the Blackhawks and hockey, which you don't really see on that station. That's cool to see.
Patrick Kane
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Prayer can do anything that God can do.
R. A. Torrey
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Justice is expensive. That is why there is so little of it, and it is reserved for those few with enough money and influence to afford it.
Naomi Novik
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I hear you're looking for a sexy blonde to play with the Marx Brothers. Would you like to see me. I'm blonde and I'm sexy.
Marilyn Monroe
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May we two stand,
When we are dead, beyond the setting suns,
A little from other shades apart,
With mingling hair, and play upon one lute.
William Butler Yeats
