Benjamin Alire Saenz Quotes
Why do we smile? Why do we laugh? Why do we feel alone? Why are we sad and confused? Why do we read poetry? Why do we cry when we see a painting? Why is there a riot in the heart when we love? Why do we feel shame? What is that thing in the pit of your stomach called desire?
Quotes to Explore
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Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises.
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All I can start with is what moves me and feels like a great challenge as an actor and I think is saying something unusual or irreverent or human - honest in some way.
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I'm going to do the old 'plaster removal' technique and just get the pain over with in one go: 'Life's Too Short' isn't funny to me.
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Blogging and the Internet allow us to engage in a lot more real time conversations as opposed to a one-way dump of information or a message.
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In many ways, anger is a misdirected plea for love.
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We are born believing. A man bears beliefs as a tree bears apples.
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Humor is an antidote to all ills.
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US presidents can make all the commitments and declarations they want until they are blue in the face, in the Muslim world they will always be perceived as partisan.
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The living nightmare for a red state NASCAR driver would be a gay French driver.
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I was inspired to write this book by those who are sceptical of the power of freedom to change the world.
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The strange thing is, no matter what, when you become some kind of public figure, you have your go-to answers for all scenarios and instances.
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Watergate just happened to come along at the same time as the demand for honesty in relations between the sexes, in advertising, in ecology, in almost everything. It just stumbled into that great big elephant trap that had already been built for it.
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I wrote my first book when I was in my late thirties.
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People say a lot of hurtful things, but in a way, the abuse that I endured from my husband prepared me for that. The things I had been told and drilled into my head from him were worse than what anybody could say to me.
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I fear -as far as I can tell- that most undergraduate degrees in computer science these days are basically Java vocational training. I’ve heard complaints from even mighty Stanford University with its illustrious faculty that basically the undergraduate computer science program is little more than Java certification.
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This economy is not getting better and the president's policies are the reason.
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The bond between the United States and Britain has always been strong. It has survived through war and peace, periods of prosperity and economic hardship.
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Prosperity makes few friends.
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You’re trying to take something that can be described in many, many sentences and pages of prose, but you can convert it into a couple lines of poetry and you still get the essence, so it’s that compression. The best code is poetry.
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Drawing is but a means to an end. One imagines that drawing can be beautiful-it is not the lines which are beautiful, but what they signify, the sentiments which they translate. In reality, there is no such thing as beauty in drawing, or color beauty lies alone in revelation of truth.
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They wanted to have a good time, but they were like children playing in the street; they could see one after another of them being killed-run over, maimed, destroyed-but they continued to play anyhow.
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The society of organizations\\ is new-only seventy years ago employees were a small minority in every society.
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These ways to make people buy were strange and new to us, and many bought for the sheer pleasure at first of holding in the hand and talking of something new. And once this was done, it was like opium, we could no longer do without this new bauble, and thus, though we hated the foreigners and though we knew they were ruining us, we bought their goods. Thus I learned the art of the foreigners, the art of creating in the human heart restlessness, disquiet, hunger for new things, and these new desires became their best helpers.
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Why do we smile? Why do we laugh? Why do we feel alone? Why are we sad and confused? Why do we read poetry? Why do we cry when we see a painting? Why is there a riot in the heart when we love? Why do we feel shame? What is that thing in the pit of your stomach called desire?
