Salvador Dali Quotes
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My style is very inspired by both my parents, so we all have the same taste.
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I don't have lavish taste.
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I will reveal the secrets behind these doors.
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Bruce always had to tell a lie. He was always living that lie. Caitlyn doesn't have any secrets.
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It is a wretched taste to be gratified with mediocrity when the excellent lies before us.
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The man who can keep a secret may be wise, but he is not half as wise as the man with no secrets to keep.
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Between friends differences in taste or opinion are irritating in direct proportion to their triviality.
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I love my garlic press; in fact, it is probably my one true desert island gadget. But I'm happy to put it aside whenever the smell and sweet taste of slow-cooked garlic is called for.
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I see myself as an arbiter of taste.
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I'd love to own Newstead, partly because it belonged to Lord Byron, but also to try to uncover what dark secrets really lie beneath.
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Enter politics, and you enter the glass house; there are no secrets and no places to hide.
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After all, everybody has secrets and there are some things that nobody knows about you but only you, right?
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I have no secrets.
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There is something majestic in the bad taste of Italy.
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I think, I would guess most people keep secrets.
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There is certainly a part of my filmmaking that harkens to a more simpler commercial kind of taste, but then with this there's certainly a kind of avant-garde, abstract, existential element to it.
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There are few secrets in football. So execute.
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Many things which are called 'secrets' are only things withheld from people until they can understand or effectively experience them.
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What is childlike humility? It’s not the lack of intelligence, but the lack of guile. The lack of an agenda.
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Today, it kind of felt like it came together.
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[On the volcano.] And many a fire there burns beneath the ground.
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My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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Who knows how to taste wine never drinks wine again, but tastes secrets instead.
