William Hogarth Quotes
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Nature gets credit which should in truth be reserved for ourselves: the rose for its scent, the nightingale for its song, and the sun for its radiance. The poets are entirely mistaken. They should address their lyrics to themselves and should turn them into odes of self-congratulation on the excellence of the human mind.
Alfred North Whitehead
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Wo viel Licht ist, ist starker Schatten.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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When I arrived, a hundred women were there auditioning... I raised my voice three registers, curled up in a chair, licked my hand and did ‘meow’s ,the director said, 'I didn’t tell her to do any of that stuff' – but the next day I got the part. Caesar Romero, Burgess Meredith, I was so lucky to work with all of them.
Lee Meriwether
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Khatami is a symptom and not the cause of change in Iran.
Azar Nafisi
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When Edna O'Brien's first novel, 'The Country Girls,' was published in 1960, her family and neighbors in the small Irish village where she was born tossed copies into a bonfire expressly set for that horrifying purpose.
Alan Cheuse
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I'm like a little kid when it comes to music. I mean, the music is always blasting wherever I am that people always knock on my door and say, 'It's too loud!' But I think music gives so much inspiration.
Donatella Versace
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The expression of vanity and self-love becomes less offensive, when it retains something of simplicity and frankness.
Vanity
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There's something about approaching universal truths with the simplicity of the acoustic guitar. You can take it anywhere, and it helps me reach listeners of all ages and walks of life.
Jim Croce
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The interpretation of thought as ""inner speech" has taken different forms, and has been used to clarify a variety of problems--thus problems pertaining to the logical forms of thought and the connection of thought with things.
Wilfrid Sellars
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Remember, too, every day, and whenever you can, repeat to yourself, Lord, have mercy on all who appear before Thee today. For every hour and every moment thousands of men leave life on this earth, and their souls appear before God. And how many of them depart in solitude, unknown, sad, dejected that no one mourns for them or even knows whether they have lived or not!
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Simplicity, without variety, is wholly insipid.
William Hogarth
