Neil Genzlinger Quotes
A moment of silence, please, for the lost art of shutting up.
Neil Genzlinger
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When you're creating a fragrance, you're always thinking about what you want that first smell to be, that first reaction. It's a sensation, like a symphony with all of those layers and notes. I love the way it changes and the way it dries down. The fun thing about scent is that it's unique to everyone; pheromones take on a new scent.
L'Wren Scott
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I have literally played the most interesting parts since I turned 40.
Kate Burton
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The real heroes were my good buddies who died during the battles.
Ira Hayes
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As under cover of departing Day Slunk hunger-stricken Ramazan away, Once more within the Potter's house alone I stood, surrounded by the Shapes of Clay.
Omar Khayyam
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There is no fate that can not be surmounted by scorn. If the descent is thus sometimes performed in sorrow, it can also take place in joy. This word is not too much. Again I fancy Sisyphus returning toward his rock, and the sorrow was in the beginning.
Albert Camus
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My dad's an artist, and my grandfather paints - he's not a painter; my grandfather's a butcher - but he does a lot of crafts, stained glass, painting, that stuff. There is art in our family, and I was an art major in college along with being a theater major.
Brett Dalton
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'Anna Karenina' is just a story about a woman falling in love with a bloke who is not her husband. It's gossip, rubbish - on the other hand, it's the deepest story there could be about social transgression, about love, betrayal, duty, children.
Hanif Kureishi
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To win in Australia, for me, has to be the ultimate success because the Aussies live for sport.
Ian Botham
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Register my money, for the money gymnastic. Cause I make it flip now they be lookin all nasty.
Nicki Minaj
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"Oh, ancient god, whatever your name," whispered Ahmed. "Help this lost son of a good father, this evil boy who meant no harm but slept in school, ran errands slowly, did not pray from his heart, ignored his mother, and did not hold his family in great esteem. For all this I know I must suffer. But here in the midst of silence, at the desert's heart, where even the wind knows not my name? Must I die so young? Am I to be forgotten without having been?"
Ray Bradbury
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A moment of silence, please, for the lost art of shutting up.
Neil Genzlinger
