Bess Streeter Aldrich Quotes
It was queer how it all hurt you--how the odor of the night, the silver sheen of the moon, the moist feeling of the dew, the whispering of the night breeze, how somewhere down in your throat it hurt you.
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I've always liked stories. I'm always reading, ever since I was a kid. I've always been reading and wanting to be in some other world. This is the perfect job for me.
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I feel quite excited about the possibility of working on multiple albums. There's something really iconic about having a catalog featuring a lot of albums, and I'd love to have that legacy.
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Nowadays, with much more racial and ethnic mixing, we are seeing serial killers murdering a variety of victims; whoever comes along will most likely do.
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Today we are engaged in a deadly global struggle for those who would intimidate, torture, and murder people for exercising the most basic freedoms. If we are to win this struggle and spread those freedoms, we must keep our own moral compass pointed in a true direction.
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The first time I walked into the Olympic athlete village seeing the Visa ATM machine with my picture on it and the Chinese characters saying 'Destiny.' For some reason, it just boosted my confidence and it was before I had even worked out or had my first training or competed.
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The Japanese have a strong tendency to suppress their own feelings. That's the Japanese character. They kill their own emotions.
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After my stellar first grade academic achievements, I continued to perform well in the city primary schools - except for penmanship, which was not my forte.
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He who conquers others is strong; He who conquers himself is mighty.
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I think you should ride the line between fatigue and chaos. The chaos keeps the energy level and spontaneity maximized, while fatigue is just over the edge, and you should try to avoid it.
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What's popular in places considered ghettos - whether that's the inner city or Appalachia - is having a decent quality of life.
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'It was an old passion,' he said. 'I haven’t touched a violin for months. I didn’t know what that would be like.''What is it like?' she asked.He began to walk so that she almost missed his answer. 'An amputation,' he whispered.
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Democracy is not enough. If the culture dies, the country dies.
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Vote for the man who promises least; he'll be the least disappointing.
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These kids today, everything is about hitting a vocal home run.
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One of the hazards of making a major discovery early in your career is the burden of expectation, not helped in my case by becoming a wife and mother soon afterwards. I'm sure some people think it was a flash in the pan.
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I had my appendix removed in my 20s. I was in the middle of a play with Helen Mirren at the Royal Court Theatre, a fabulous career break. Then two weeks in I began suffering the most horrendous pain and had to pull out. Sadly, by the time I'd recovered, the show's run had ended.
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From the moment you are born, you could die. I think as an artist it is important to meditate on that.
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I don't like this instinct of reality television to wear your lifestyle in public. I've really always loved the anonymity of things.
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Before I became a suspense novelist, I wrote romantic suspense as Alicia Scott.
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I remember Elvis as a young man hanging around the Sun Studios. Even then, I knew this kid had a tremendous talent. He was a dynamic young boy. His phraseology, his way of looking at a song, was as unique as Sinatra's. I was a tremendous fan, and had Elvis lived, there would have been no end to his inventiveness.
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I think what has happened, actually, is that September 11 has given a spur, a renewed urgency, to dialogue between the great faiths.
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If in Nietzsche’s thinking the prior tradition of Western thought is gathered and completed in a decisive respect, then the confrontation with Nietzsche becomes one with all Western thought hitherto.
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It is the wind and the rain, O God, the cold and the storm that make this earth of yours to blossom and bear its fruit. So in our lives it is storm and stress and hurt and suffering that make real men and women bring the world's work to its highest perfection.
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It was queer how it all hurt you--how the odor of the night, the silver sheen of the moon, the moist feeling of the dew, the whispering of the night breeze, how somewhere down in your throat it hurt you.
