Cass McCombs Quotes
Opinions only carry weight in the second or third person.
Cass McCombs
Quotes to Explore
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It's not really that I'm interested in filmmaking. I'm interested in the instrument of it, you know.
Keinan Abdi Warsame
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We're not thought of in terms of color because we are entertainers. We are there to entertain you not because we are black, white, pink, or green or gay or straight or because we are Catholic or Protestant.
Eartha Kitt
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We want to raise the children the parents aren't raising. I think we want to press individuality on people, though that doesn't necessarily mean being like us. But, it doesn't mean that if you come dressed like us that you aren't being yourself.
Lesley Lawson
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And as we stray further from love, we multiply the words. Had we remained together we could have become a silence.
Yehuda Amichai
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Together, we are prepared to lay a foundation for a more secure future for the entire world
Igor Ivanov
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It's very difficult to do, especially when you get up in age, to go back out every single day with the same intensity.
Gary Sheffield
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We do not evaluate the result but the starting point of the creative process. Precisely, this shows whether the form was discovered by starting from life, or for its own sake. That is why I consider the creative process so essential. Life for us is the decisive factor.
Ludwig Mies van der Rohe
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Sometimes it takes courage to give into temptation.
Oscar Wilde
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This is all you need in life: a computer, a camera, and a cat.
Agnes Varda
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It's a real triumph taking a painting out from a pit-hole with a loose and open approach. Some aspects in its favour are those strange accidents that can produce amazing results.
Bill Vaughan
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It is grossly selfish to require of one's neighbour that he should think in the same way, and hold the same opinions. Why should he? If he can think, he will probably think differently. If he cannot think, it is monstrous to require thought of any kind.
Oscar Wilde
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Books! The chosen depositories of the thoughts, the opinions, and the aspirations of mighty intellects; like wondrous mirrors that have caught and fixed bright images of souls that have passed away; like magic lyres, whose masters have bequeathed them to the world, and which yet, of themselves, ring with unforgotten music, while the hands that touched their chords have crumbled into dust. Books! they are the embodiments and manifestations of departed minds--the living organs through which those who are dead yet speak to us.
Edwin Hubbell Chapin
