Bel Kaufman Quotes
The long procession of men flickered before her like faces on cards quickly riffled—blurred, two-dimensional. Only their desire for her mattered.
Bel Kaufman
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Was music my talent really? No, I don't think I was particularly talented.
Victoria Beckham
Spice Girls
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Your papers are marked when you go to school, but you can't mark the character.
T. B. Joshua
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Unfortunately, I'm very accident-prone.
Orlando Bloom
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I know a lot of people struggle with the idea of Jesus and their idea of God. I think, if you don't even know what you're praying to or who you're praying to, based on what I know to be true, regardless, God's always listening.
Hailey Bieber
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When we look around the world today, when we see in Afghanistan that 10 million people have registered to vote in their upcoming elections, including 40 percent of those people are women, that's just unbelievable.
Laura Bush
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Leadership is intangible, and therefore no weapon ever designed can replace it.
Omar N. Bradley
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The General has got the gout, and Mrs. Maitland the jaundice. Miss Debary, Susan, and Sally, all in black, but without any stature, made their appearance, and I was as civil to them as their bad breath would allow me.
Jane Austen
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We pay a lot for our court service, but it's not enough. Courts are under-resourced, which leads to delayed justice - particularly in criminal courts.
Heather Brooke
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I had no desire to be a chef, but I had a desire to be someone who was heard.
Eddie Huang
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Design is all about desire, but strangely this desire seems almost subject-less today, or at least lack-less; that is, design seems to advance a new kind of narcissism, one that is all image and no interiority - an apotheosis of the subject that is also its disappearance. Poor little rich man: he is 'precluded from all fuure living and striving, developing and desiring' in the neo-Art Nouveau world of total design and Internet plenitude.
Hal Foster
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Detach from emotions and desires; get rid of any fixations.
Zhuge Liang
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The long procession of men flickered before her like faces on cards quickly riffled—blurred, two-dimensional. Only their desire for her mattered.
Bel Kaufman