Ulysses S. Grant Quotes
Wars produce many stories of fiction, some of which are told until they are believed to be true.
Ulysses S. Grant
Quotes to Explore
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Movies are a big part of our Indian culture.
Mahendra Singh Dhoni
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I feel like I flunked at adolescence really badly. I found it really difficult.
Kate Beckinsale
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In a small town, it's either sports or a band with your buddies. I was always athletic. But in college, I was exposed to all this new music, and I was drawn to hip-hop and R&B.
Sam Hunt
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If you can live in Vegas, or visit Vegas, and leave in one piece, still loving it and somehow laughing about it, you should spend at least part of your last night in town doing something that will serve you well no matter where you go next: thank your lucky stars.
J. R. Moehringer
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Ugh - I wish I could just sit back and watch TV sometimes.
Aaron Lazar
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The vegetable life does not content itself with casting from the flower or the tree a single seed, but it fills the air and earth with a prodigality of seeds, that, if thousands perish, thousands may plant themselves, that hundreds may come up, that tens may live to maturity; that, at least one may replace the parent.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Whatever road you've been given, enjoy that road.
Wayne Knight
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China - if you think about what is the character of China, it's enormous scale. It's bigness.
Zhang Xin
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It's rural America. It's where I came from. We always refer to ourselves as real America. Rural America, real America, real, real, America.
Dan Quayle
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I was in an awful lot of trouble in Hollywood.
Eddie Bracken
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My mom was on welfare and the occasional food stamp, but I have never participated in any of those governmental programs, even the ones that kind of work like education, scholarships and whatever, and I managed to do just fine.
Adam Carolla
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St. Louis sprawls where mighty rivers meet - as broad as Philadelphia, but three stories high instead of two, with wider streets and dirtier atmosphere, over the dull-brown of wide, calm rivers. The city overflows into the valleys of Illinois and lies there, writhing under its grimy cloud.
W. E. B. Du Bois
