Ardyth Kennelly Quotes
The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a man falling dead in the street of heart trouble. One night, all in one night, severe winter came, a white horse of snow rolling over Bountiful, snorting and rolling in its meadows, its fields.
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I do try to structure everything in a way that's very much like a pop song. I try to keep the arrangements really simple, just to make everything essential.
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I've always liked stories. I'm always reading, ever since I was a kid. I've always been reading and wanting to be in some other world. This is the perfect job for me.
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I like independent films... European films. I do go and see popular films as well because my kids force me.
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I really do hope that the Millennium Summit gives new impetus to the work of the United Nations.
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I took religion much too seriously, however, and its overall effect was depressing. I would have really liked to discard it, but somehow I couldn't.
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The Spirit of the Holy Ghost is the teacher in the temple. He teaches principles of eternal significance. It is during these instructions that we see the relationship between the earthly and the eternal. We must remember that the Spirit teaches only those who are teachable.
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Early on, after gay liberation, there was an almost Stalinist pressure from gay critics and even gay readers to write about positive role models. We were never supposed to write negative things about gays, or else we were seen as collaborating with the enemy.
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A lot of American playwrights seem to have a career as a playwright. I don't consider it a career at all.
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For years Don Imus was just – boy, he was merciless in his criticism of me. Maybe it was justified, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
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When you go on an audition it's very frightening.
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He who conquers others is strong; He who conquers himself is mighty.
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In 2008, people who invested in hedge funds needed capital badly, but many of the funds would not return their money. However, I gave money back to any investor who requested it. It was the bottom of the market and a pretty tough time.
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I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
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My wife will automatically quote and compare the price of diesel at every petrol station we drive by, like she's got oil-based Tourette's.
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Games take years to make, and it's important that when we launch, it can't just be a great launch catalog and then a desert for a really long time. To be honest, for a lot of developers, they'd rather not be competing at launch with all this other software.
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The crazy thing is a lot of people - a lot of men, if I'm just speaking for myself - don't really start thinking about the effect of hyper-masculinity and false definitions of what it means to be a man until you get married or until you have kids. Because then, all of sudden, you have something to protect.
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Blizzard was of the fine old school of butlers. His appearance suggested that for fifteen years he had not let a day pass without its pint of port. He radiated port and pop-eyed dignity. He had splay feet and three chins, and when he walked his curving waistcoat preceded him like the advance guard of some royal procession.
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Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.
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To keep the record straight, it wasn't always John and Yoko. We've all accused one another of various business things; we tend to be pretty paranoid by now, as you can imagine. There's a lot of money involved.
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I love creating that community and writing about that place, because I think, in some ways, Bois Sauvage is like the DeLisle of my past; it's like the DeLisle of the '80s that I can never return to. So in some ways, when I write about Bois Sauvage, I'm writing about a home that I've lost.
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In the future, I'd like to continue being honest with myself and admit when I'd be better off asking someone else to illustrate my writing.
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What a thrill it is to have my writing recognized by an institution as admirable and vital as the National Endowment for the Arts.
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The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a man falling dead in the street of heart trouble. One night, all in one night, severe winter came, a white horse of snow rolling over Bountiful, snorting and rolling in its meadows, its fields.
