Isaac Bashevis Singer Quotes
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To drift with every passion till my soulIs a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll Scrawled over on some boyish holiday With idle songs for pipe and virelay, Which do but mar the secret of the whole.
Oscar Wilde
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What attracted me the most of all to the detective story, was the protective covering offered to the author.
Margery Allingham
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Our sweat and our blood have fallen on this land to make other men rich. The pilgrimage is a witness to the suffering we have seen for generations.
Cesar Chavez
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We seek, and have, the support of the Church in what we do. At the head of the pilgrimage we carry La virgen de la Guadalupe because she is ours, all ours, Patroness of the Mexican people. We also carry the Sacred Cross and the Star of David because we are not sectarians, and because we ask the help and prayers of all religions.
Cesar Chavez
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It's challenging to take on something else that is not you and make it very real and have others be able to associate with it. It's wonderful to provoke thought.
Dash Mihok
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I'm stubborn, which is not necessarily admirable.
Katharine Ross
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There's nothing like starting the day with a healthy, filling breakfast smoothie.
Hannah Bronfman
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Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
Georg Buchner
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I grew up very insecure. From the time I was little I used to hide under my mother's dress.
Debbie Ford
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The seasick passenger on an ocean liner detests the good sailor who stalks past him 265 times a day grandly smoking a large, greasy cigar. In precisely the same way the democrat hates the man who is having a better time in the world. This is the origin of democracy. It is also the origin of Puritanism.
H. L. Mencken
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If we're lucky, writer and reader alike, we'll finish the last line or two of a short story and then just sit for a minute, quietly. Ideally, we'll ponder what we've just written or read; maybe our hearts or intellects will have been moved off the peg just a little from where they were before. Our body temperature will have gone up, or down, by a degree. Then, breathing evenly and steadily once more, we'll collect ourselves, writers and readers alike, get up, "created of warm blood and nerves" as a Chekhov character puts it, and go on to the next thing: Life. Always life.
Raymond Carver
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Take three quarts of duck's milk...
Isaac Bashevis Singer