Moshe Vardi Quotes
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I don't even know what my favourite food is anymore, as they are all such bad foods!
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Songs are a way to express what I have felt. A way to understand what happened to me or to other people.
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Everyone in this house and the houses next door knows when I'm in the sauna because I start singing, and I sing the blues when I'm in a really good mood. I have a really loud voice, you know.
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One of the reasons I wanted to do a show about Nashville in Nashville was because when I lived here, the hardest thing to go out and hear was country music. Country was taking place inside the studio and it was an export.
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As a musician, my job is incredibly easy, and it's a good one, but I've got to work at it occasionally.
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The individual is losing significance; his destiny is no longer what interests us.
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Perhaps it's not that I'm frigid-- it's that once I decide I like a guy, I turn into a raging idiot, unfit for public appearances.
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We shall never secure emancipation from the tyranny of the white oppressor until we have achieved it in our own souls.
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Sexuality is, of course, a great way of having a conversation between people.
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To be a follower of The Honorable Elijah Mohammed, you have to completely extain from alcohol, or fornication, adultered, killin', stealin', lyin'. I would say that the people are not rejectin' the Honorable Elijah Mohammed because they don't believe what he teach.
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A good impression is lost so quickly.
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Rain is something the democrats use to sell umbrellas.
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They say that it is the practiced liar who can deceive. But so often the practiced and chronic liar deceives only himself; it is the man who all his life has been selfconvicted of veracity whose lies find quickest credence.
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Every film starts with the script.
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I was a 16-year-old girl at one point, so of course I wrote poetry.
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The pile of guts was a black blob of flies that buzzed like a saw. After a while these flies found Simon. Gorged, they alighted by his runnels of sweat and drank. They tickled under his nostrils and played leapfrog on his thighs. They were black and iridescent green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned. At last Simon gave up and looked back; saw the white teeth and dim eyes, the blood—and his gaze was held by that ancient, inescapable recognition.
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I had to make a decision. The kind of choice that you only get to make once and you can't take back, and it makes your life totally different. And even if the path is clear, it's still deeply unsettling.
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Recognition by one's peers is the goal of every scientist.
