Agnes Sligh Turnbull Quotes
The human soul, by once suffering as much as it is capable of, purchases a strange and terrible immunity to all the rest of life's sorrows.
Agnes Sligh Turnbull
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Industry is extremely slow in readjusting itself to the manufacture of modern consumer goods.
Yuri Andropov
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Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.
S. J. Perelman
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In so far as one denies what is, one is possessed by what is not, the compulsions, the fantasies, the terrors that flock to fill the void.
Ursula K. Le Guin
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Never in a million years would I think I'd play in a Super Bowl.
Victor Cruz
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With a film, you can get into it and love it. With music, you can listen to over and over again, but with music videos, they're like this short little stab.
Watkin Tudor Jones
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I want to be the Letterman of metal. I want five nights a week, Monday to Friday, 11 to 12, live. I always shoot for the moon.
Eddie Trunk
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My wife and I were shopping for the whole family. In the music department my wife said, "Let's get your nephew a set of drums. That's what your brother did to us last year."
Milton Berle
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We cannot kindle when we will The fire that in the heart resides, The spirit bloweth and is still, In mystery our soul abides; - But tasks, in hours of insight willed, Can be through hours of gloom fulfilled.
Matthew Arnold
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It is impossible to be a mathematician without being a poet in soul.
Sofia Kovalevskaya
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You may be good, but what are you good for? You've got to be good for something. You've got to be about some project, some task that requires you to be humble and obedient to the universal principles of service. You've got to live a life of complete and total integrity in order to give this kind of service. This integrity enables you to love other people unconditionally, to be courageous and kind at the same time, because you have integratedness inside your own soul.
Stephen Covey
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The human soul, by once suffering as much as it is capable of, purchases a strange and terrible immunity to all the rest of life's sorrows.
Agnes Sligh Turnbull