Carrie Fisher (Carrie Frances Fisher) Quotes
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When I am writing a story it feels as real as the life I am experiencing off the page. It's an emotional illusion, I guess.
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Laws must be clear, precise, and uniform for all citizens.
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If you want a strong society, it has to be inclusive. If you have to push a boulder up a hill, do you want 10 people or 100? If you weed out colour or gender, you get 10.
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I like most kinds of music. So I haven't got a bag, as they say... except the big black one in the hall outside.
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I turned around and she kind of had some tears in her eyes.
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God's purpose is not to perfect me to make me a trophy in His showcase; He is getting me to the place where He can use me. Let Him do what He wants.
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Music is at once the product of feeling and knowledge, for it requires from its disciples, composers and performers alike, not only talent and enthusiasm, but also that knowledge and perception which are the result of protracted study and reflection.
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I'd love to do a superhero movie, like a remake of Wonder Woman.
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Do what you have to do until you can do what you want to do.
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My grandfather Frank Lloyd Wright wore a red sash on his wedding night. That is glamour!
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You took me to adventure and to love. We two have shared great joy and great sorrow. And now I stand at the gate of the paddock watching you run in an ecstasy of freedom, knowing you will return to stand quietly, loyally, beside me.
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As for being a voice in politics, I feel whether you are famous or not, busy or not, it's incumbent upon every citizen to participate in this government in any way we can.
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Cherish the music that stirs in your heart.
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Why shouldn’t art be pretty? There are enough unpleasant things in the world.
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The rise of populist parties such as the Five Star Movement in Italy and the Front National in France are rocking the political certainties of the last decades. And that also affects the economy.
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It made her think of Laika, the dog. The man-made satellite streaking soundlessly across the blackness of outer space. The dark, lustrous eyes of the dog gazing out the tiny window. In the infinite loneliness of space, what could the dog possibly be looking at?
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What is the Law of the Jungle? Strike first and then give tongue.
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Until I know this sure uncertainty, I'll entertain the offered fallacy.
