Nigel Gibson Quotes
There is an arc of spontaneous revolts, beautiful in their creative beginnings, which traverses boundaries and borders and creates new solidarities and imaginations but which under the whip of the forces of order and strategies to buy-off sectors of the revolt becomes fragmented.
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That hurt me - that's what drove me into depression where I didn't care. Once I saw my grandmother and him, I lost all of what I had in me. I said, 'He's the reason she looks like that.' I'm still not out of it. I get real disturbed at night. Imagine this person you came out of the womb looking up to. It's just tough, man.
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Golf has humbled, humiliated, and just about licked all the great athletes who tried it.
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Earth would soon Be uninhabitable as the moon. What for that matter had it ever been? Who advised man to come and live therein?
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Remembrance, like Rembrandt, is dark but festive. Remembered ones dress up for the occasion and sit still. Memory is a photo-studio de luxe on an infinite Fifth Power Avenue.
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We have seen better days.
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The nature of rumor is well known to all. It was your own poet who said: 'Rumor, an evil surpassing all evils in speed.'
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The benefits of feminism have been unequally distributed, because the move toward gender equality and gender neutrality has been countered to a large extent by the increase in economic inequality.
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I've been very luckily - I bought a house, I work, my life's been very blessed. I thought it would be funny to exaggerate the non-working side.
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I hope someday to see California literature become a part of mainstream American literature, and I hope to be part of that process.
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Love is the state of enlightenment and enlightenment is the state of love. You can't make any separation between them. Enlightenment is the state of no feelings and pure knowledge and so is love.
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Gentleness and kindness will make our homes a paradise upon earth.
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I have always held the old-fashioned opinion that the primary object of work of fiction should be to tell a story.
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Beginnings, it’s said, are apt to be shadowy.
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Twentieth-century urban America didn’t belong to the skyscraper; it belonged to the car.
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There is an arc of spontaneous revolts, beautiful in their creative beginnings, which traverses boundaries and borders and creates new solidarities and imaginations but which under the whip of the forces of order and strategies to buy-off sectors of the revolt becomes fragmented.
