Rene Descartes Quotes
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A woman should be an illusion.
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I'm not an atheist. How can you not believe in something that doesn't exist? That's way too convoluted for me.
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Even if I'm making music for people for $20 a night, at least I'm making music.
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I've always been a very prolific writer.
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It was never important for a wedding to be about anything other than me and my partner. A big celebration was never my cup of tea.
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As long as I have ambition, maybe I can achieve something for my country.
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I'm very curious to know what it's like, death - I always say to my wife, 'I wonder if we'll have the 'New York Times' when we're dead.'
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I claim that human mind or human society is not divided into watertight compartments called social, political and religious. All act and react upon one another.
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I frequently go to the ballet, but I don't miss it in the sense that I wish I were still dancing.
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I used to write fiction, non-fiction, fiction, non-fiction and have a clear pattern because I'd need a break from one style when going into the next book.
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I write songs about things that I'm simultaneously trying to not think about.
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You've got to have steel in you somewhere.
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Nothing really happened - I was elected in '86 - until 1992, and that's when the Anita Hill debacle happened.
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I have never had time for the idea of searching. Whenever I wanted to express something, I did so without thinking of the past or the future.
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You have food?" Winter scolded. "I thought you said you were hungry." I'm hungry for other things besides what I have," [Clover] argued.
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I love my parents and they're wonderful people, but they were strict, and I still look for ways to get even. When I got my own apartment for the very first time and they came to stay with me for the weekend, I made them stay in separate bedrooms.
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Only he who is helpless can truly pray.
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Kids tend to look up to sports figures and entertainers, probably more than they should, but I've tried to use that in a positive way.
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Even if I tried to tell myself that I had given him nothing, that the children were mostly mine, that they had remained within the radius of my body, subject to my care, still I couldn't avoid thinking what aspects of his nature inevitably lay hidden in them. Mario would explode suddenly from inside their bones, now, over the days, over the years, in ways that were more and more visible. How much of him would I be forced to love forever, without even realizing it, simply by virtue of the fact that I loved them? What a complex foamy mixture a couple is. Even if the relationship shatters and ends, it continues to act in secret pathways, it doesn't die, it doesn't want to die.
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I want people to think about what and who they have in their lives and then run home to hug them and tell them how much they love them.
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He lives well who is well hidden.
