Bel Kaufman Quotes
As for Walter—he was a man constantly beset by tiny pinpricks of fate.
Bel Kaufman
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You can always tell a novice rider; they aren't comfortable in the saddle and have to hang on.
Harry Carey, Jr.
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Everyone in New York is very self-involved. They're focused on themselves. Like, walking down the street, people are just in their own zone.
Dakota Fanning
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When I was a kid, my parents would play badminton, but I hardly joined them. I'd just pick up their racquets and fiddle around. Check out how the racquet was made... toss it around to see how light it was! At the time, I didn't even know I'd play badminton.
Saina Nehwal
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I talk to myself quite a lot, and when things get stressful, I just tell myself to breathe.
Maisie Williams
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There's a moment of recognition. It's that white-light kind of stuff that just 'works.' I love that. And you know it when it happens, whether it's a movie, music, a building, a book.
Barbara Kruger
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'One should always be skeptical. That’s always been our problem. We have too many believers.''Believers in what?''In everything.'
Jack McDevitt
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All of this talk of recession offends me. I am delighted that bankers have less money.
Chris O'Dowd
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There are gentle souls who would pronounce Lolita meaningless because it does not teach them anything. I am neither a reader nor a writer of didactic fiction...For me a work of fiction exists only insofar as it affords me what I shall bluntly call aesthetic bliss, that is a sense of being somehow, somewhere, connected with other states of being where art (curiosity, tenderness, kindness, ecstasy) is the norm.
Vladimir Nabokov
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What the divine author of the Mahabharata said of his great creation is equally true of Hinduism. Whatever of substance is contained in any other religion is always to be found in Hindusim, and what is not contained in it is insubstantial or unnecessary.
Mahatma Gandhi
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Perish that thought! No, never be it saidThat Fate itself could awe the soul of Richard.Hence, babbling dreams! you threaten here in vain!Conscience, avaunt! Richard ’s himself again!Hark! the shrill trumpet sounds to horse! away!My soul ’s in arms, and eager for the fray.
Colley Cibber
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As for Walter—he was a man constantly beset by tiny pinpricks of fate.
Bel Kaufman