Barney Kessel Quotes
Playing scales is like a boxer skipping rope or punching a bag. It's not the thing in itself; it's preparatory to the activity.

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My friends tease me about the fact that if someone seems bad or shady or like they have a secret, I find them incredibly interesting.
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We don't have to look back at da Vinci's work and Albert Einstein's work and Mozart's work. We're actually living in the time period that David Lynch is creating his art. We're so lucky.
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When I think of Emily Dickinson, there's not one particular poem of hers that jumps out, but I do have a very vivid image of an ill woman with giant eyes who wants to write about the sun exploding.
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I am endlessly inspired by both the tenderness that can exist between two people and the excitement of falling in love. I'm very fortunate that I've been able to explore that in novels, a television show, some early development film projects, and essays about my own life.
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Sometimes, you just have to realize, I'm not doing stuff that is really mainstream stuff, and to try and put it out in a mainstream way is almost psychotic.
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Even when life appears to be going in circles the view is always changing if you are paying attention.
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Language is the road map of a culture. It tells you where its people come from and where they are going.
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Time is a child playing with droughts. The lordship is to the child.
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It's far more important to know what person the disease has than what disease the person has.
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No one starts out on top. You have to work your way up.
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Dancers are the athletes of God.
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We prefer to talk about 100% renewable instead of zero carbon. When you say zero carbon, you are not positively defined.
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Why should this war in the West be fought for the restoration of Poland? The Poland of the Versailles Treaty will never rise again.
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A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening...
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The splendors that belong unto the fame of earth are but a wind, that in the same direction lasts not long.
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It's hard listening to myself.
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How much should the state be involved in regulating the growth in communities when you already have a county doing it, or a city doing it?
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When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.