Anthony Loyd Quotes
Officialdom needs to put you in a categorizing box, and if it cannot then it is free to make its own verdict upon your status.
Anthony Loyd
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High school and college were my punk, formative years. I was playing hardcore, learning to be a musician. In bands, you tour, but you're paid nothing; you're playing to 50 people in a basement, sleeping in a van, and you love it.
Steve Aoki
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We are all differently broken, semi-functional, rusted out love machines...
Hank Green
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If its December 1941 in Casablanca, what time is it in New York?
Howard E. Koch
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What is the relationship between love and desire? How do they relate, and how do they conflict? ... Therein lies the mystery of eroticism.
Esther Perel
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My life's not about being gay - although one could argue I'm pretty professionally gay - but that's not how I experience life. Being gay is a profound part of who I am, but it isn't all of who I am.
Peter Paige
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My mother was a talker, but there are still so many things I want to ask her. She died when I was forty. But she did teach me to be a talker with my own children.
Susan Shreve
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The Enlightenment, the Age of Reason, is seen as the beginning of modern depravity.
Umberto Eco
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It will be months before demand really picks up.
Ed Sullivan
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To anyone with a drop of Irish blood in them the land they live on is like their mother. It's the only thing that lasts, that's worth working for, for fighting for.
Alexandra Ripley
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Right now, he's a gold medalist at 1,500. And so am I. It'll make for a very good heat.
Apolo Ohno
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When you've got guys on base, you have to hit. I concentrate on getting it done.
Miguel Cabrera
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O, to have the soul bathed all day long in this thought, " as the pebble in the willow brook " until the words come like the tears, because the heart is full, and we cannot help it; to feel, in the darkest hour, that there is an unseen Spectator whose eyes rest on us like morning on the flowers; and that in the severest sorrow, we can sink into a presence full of love and sympathy, deeper than ever breathed from earth or sky or loving hearts— a presence in which all fears and anxieties melt away as ice-crystals in the warm ocean. This is heaven.
Edward Thomson
