Benjamin Alire Saenz Quotes
I watched her from the doorway. I wondered how it was that she came to be the owner of that rage. I wanted it for myself but there was nothing in me.
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I told my agents that I love Holly Hunter and Frances McDormand and all of these women that are good at doing comedies as well as dramas.
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I think sometimes I should do more carousing, because I don't do much and maybe it would be fun occasionally. It's hard for me to have fun and I'm a serious thinker and a searcher and funny from the front.
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Great songwriting will never die - it's in the DNA of music - but what's new and exciting is pairing that with new sounds that technology is enabling us to make.
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She loves you. She's just forgotten how to show it.
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There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
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One of the secrets of life is to keep our intellectual curiosity acute.
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Every nation makes decisions based on self-interest and defends them on the basis of morality.
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In friendship, as in love, we are often happier through our ignorance than our knowledge.
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Freedom so often means that one isn't needed anywhere. Here you are an individual, you have a background of your own, you would be missed. But off there in the cities there are thousands of rolling stones like me. We are all alike; we have no ties, we know nobody, we own nothing.
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I never told my love vocally still.
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How long do Syrian families have to live in fear that their children will be killed or tortured, before the Security Council will act? How many people need to die before the consciences of world capitals are stirred?
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If people like us, our life is good. If somebody doesn't like us, our whole life is tanked. That happens at your job, especially in church ministry. It seems like everybody's your boss sometimes. You're trying to keep everybody happy and pretty soon you realize you're filling yourself up with other people's opinions of you. That's a dangerous place to live.
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Contact with the world either breaks or hardens the heart.
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Heaven blazing into the head: Tragedy wrought to its uttermost. Though Hamlet rambles and Lear rages And all the drop-scenes drop at once Upon a hundred thousand stages It cannot grow by an inch or an ounce.
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If yet your blood does not rage, then it is water that flows in your veins. For what is the flush of youth, if it is not of service to the motherland.
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I wish I had a nickel for every song that I've left in the bathroom, written down on a matchbox, or just totally forgotten about.
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Gleaning is getting things that are abandoned. I did not abandon my early pictures, my photos, my early films. It's just going through my body of work as something I can pick from.
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I watched her from the doorway. I wondered how it was that she came to be the owner of that rage. I wanted it for myself but there was nothing in me.
