Barbara Hamby Quotes
Cynie Cory roams the outer reaches of the heart’s territory, from the snowy winter of family life to the tropical jungles of love. She wears her heart on her sleeve and it is as big as the country she writes about. Is she the quintessential American girl? You bet she is, part Annie Oakley, part Emily Dickinson – harpshooting poet of wild nights. She zooms in on the detritus of love – the broken fragments, the fallen leaves – and puts together a collage that is as heartbreaking as it is beautiful. Watch out – she’s driving down your street.
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I don't want to come off like the jealous brother who wasn't getting the attention, but it was like no one was really into me anyway. I wasn't really a priority.
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Picking up a guitar brought a lot of balance into my life.
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The reasons asthma doesn't affect my work or play is that I had accurate diagnostics and follow treatment regimens closely. It's when someone thinks they're fine and that they don't need help that they usually get in trouble.
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I think it's less common in France that a man at the age of 50 buys a Porsche and gets a young girlfriend.
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I could sum up the future in one word, and that word is 'boring.' The future is going to be boring.
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I've always been an underdog. I feel like I beat the odds.
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Children who have an education grow up to lead healthier lives - earn higher income, take better care of their families, contribute to their economies.
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Memories are thoughts that arise. They're not realities. Only when you believe that they are real, then they have the power over you. But when you realize it's just another thought arising about the past, then you can have a spacious relationship with that thought. The thought no longer has you in its grip.
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I'm ready for a different America.
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I knew I wanted considerable education so that I wouldn't have to work as hard as my parents.
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Honesty and loyalty are key. If two people can be honest with each other about everything, that's probably the biggest key to success.
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I remember auditioning for record labels and having them tell me, 'Well, the country-radio demographic is the thirty-five-year-old female housewife. Give us a song that relates to the thirty-five-year-old female, and we'll talk.'
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I will keep smiling, be positive and never give up! I will give 100 percent each time I play. These are always my goals and my attitude.
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The year I turned 16, I spent the weeks before Christmas dropping hints to my parents about how much I wanted - no, needed - my own transportation.
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MWA and The Author's Guild refused to accept me as a member.
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People who work in financial services don't have one shred of concern about the well-being of the people they serve. They're only interested in themselves.
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Dylan doesn't have to make Blonde On Blonde every time.
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Struggle is strengthening. Battling with evil gives us the power to battle evil even more.
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Golf is the only game in which a precise knowledge of the rules can earn one a reputation for bad sportsmanship.
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People will know you’re serious when you produce.
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Food makes travel so exceptional, because you get to taste what it's actually supposed to taste like. To eat the real Pad Thai or finally have a proper curry is something pretty amazing.
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My family is weird in a very good way because I was always exposed to the arts.
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To me, the most romantic gesture is a quiet night with my girl. I like to cook for her. I'm a meat eater and a griller - I do steaks, I do chicken, I do fish. I have a broad palate!
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Cynie Cory roams the outer reaches of the heart’s territory, from the snowy winter of family life to the tropical jungles of love. She wears her heart on her sleeve and it is as big as the country she writes about. Is she the quintessential American girl? You bet she is, part Annie Oakley, part Emily Dickinson – harpshooting poet of wild nights. She zooms in on the detritus of love – the broken fragments, the fallen leaves – and puts together a collage that is as heartbreaking as it is beautiful. Watch out – she’s driving down your street.
