Cathleen Schine Quotes
The honeysuckle was everywhere the day the letter arrived, like heat. Wild roses bloomed in hedges of tendrils and perfume. There were fat bees, dirigible bees, plump and miniature. It was a sweet, tangled morning, and the sun rose, leisurely, in a spectacular blush.
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I don't focus much on video. I watch here and there, perhaps two or three of my opponent's fights. That gives me a good idea of his style.
Canelo Alvarez
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It is a most mortifying reflection for a man to consider what he has done, compared to what he might have done.
Samuel Johnson
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I'm just an ordinary, walking-down-the-street, mother of two children who sings for her supper.
Eddi Reader
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I always like to look on the optimistic side of life, but I am realistic enough to know that life is a complex matter.
Walt Disney
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I'm from the gulf coast of Louisiana.
Ian Somerhalder
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I felt like I was building this world brick by brick with each layer of instrumentation I was doing. I could see it growing in some ways. I feel like most writers feel the same way. You're almost living inside of this magic world that you're building.
Washed Out
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There is always something infinitely mean about other people's tragedies.
Oscar Wilde
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Probably the most formative experience was reading the 'Foundation' trilogy when I was about twelve years old. That wasn't the first science fiction I had ever read, but it's something that stands out in my memory as having had a big impact on me.
Ted Chiang
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If Barack Obama's campaign wants to suggest that a photo of him wearing traditional Somali clothing is divisive, they should be ashamed. Hillary Clinton has worn the traditional clothing of countries she has visited and had those photos published widely.
Maggie Williams
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I regard it as a waste of time to think only of selling: one forgets one's art and exaggerates one's value.
Camille Pissarro
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No sanction can stand against ignited minds.
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
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A spider conducts operations that resemble those of a weaver, and a bee puts to shame many an architect in the construction of her cells. But what distinguishes the worst of architects from the best of bees is this, that the architect raises his structure in imagination before he erects it in reality.
Karl Marx
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To ask the hard question is simple, The simple act of the confused will.
W. H. Auden
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As I have said before, the ever more sophisticated weapons piling up in the arsenals of the wealthiest and the mightiest can kill the illiterate, the ill, the poor and the hungry but they cannot kill ignorance, illnesses, poverty or hunger.
Fidel Castro
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A philosopher of imposing stature doesn't think in a vacuum. Even his most abstract ideas are, to some extent, conditioned by what is or is not known in the time when he lives.
Alfred North Whitehead
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It was the most enthralling episode in my life
Edward Heath
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Patriotism is an indispensable weapon in the defense of civilization against barbarism.
Bill Kristol
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Oberst is one of those musicians that some people hate in a visceral, biological way.
Ben Dolnick
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Having a situation where you have got in conflict with your suppliers all the time is not a great place to be.
Ian McLeod
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I've always loved working out. When I was little, my dad used to make me and my sister do 10 press-ups every day before we brushed our teeth in the morning. It was like a boot camp! Then I did a lot of athletics at school and was a dancer.
Fleur East
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It was weird - writing is a stupid thing to do. I come up here in the morning to a pleasant room in the roof of my house and imagine I'm a black South American football superstar; then I have to imagine I'm a female pop celebrity who's pregnant. It's a completely mad way to spend your time.
Mal Peet
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Fact: death too is in the egg. Fact: the body is dumb, the body is meat.And tomorrow the O.R. Only the summer was sweet.
Anne Sexton
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It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless.
Gabrielle Zevin
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The honeysuckle was everywhere the day the letter arrived, like heat. Wild roses bloomed in hedges of tendrils and perfume. There were fat bees, dirigible bees, plump and miniature. It was a sweet, tangled morning, and the sun rose, leisurely, in a spectacular blush.
Cathleen Schine