Robin Gibb Quotes
If even a small portion of the praise that is bestowed on Michael Jackson now in death was given to him last year, in life, he might well still be with us.

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Mankind can be very magnanimous, given the chance.
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I think I'm somebody who takes praise with a very big - probably too big - pinch of salt.
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There is no belittling worse than to over praise a man.
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The sweetest of all sounds is praise.
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Perhaps I have a wider range than I'd given myself credit for.
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Nuclear holocaust might eliminate the Internet.
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Praise those of your critics for whom nothing is up to standard.
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I struggled in school. Math and science were difficult for me. But I can watch 10 guys play, and I can tell you what everybody did. It might be a curse because when you see everything, sometimes you don't let your kids play.
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Be vigilant, for nothing one achieves lasts forever.
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I'm kidding about having only a few dollars. I might have a few dollars more.
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I want to be a recording artist for my whole entire life. But Broadway is something I would come back to at any given moment. I love, love, love doing theater.
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I don't want to show deleted scenes. I don't like an audience looking at what the movie might have been - if it's in the movie, it's in the movie.
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I think it's a given that people know what I can do vocally.
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Sometimes, especially in the last six months, I still feel like going to the window and singing out all my troubles.
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Get on the floor floor like it's your last chance. If you want more, more then here I am.
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I do more writing by myself than with anybody else. My best thing is sitting...around somewhere with a guitar, and having an idea. You never know where it'd come from. Songwriting is a God-given talent.
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Since things neither exist nor do not exist, are neither real nor unreal, are utterly beyond adopting and rejecting - one might as well burst out laughing.
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I never gave away anything without wishing I had kept it; nor kept anything without wishing I had given it away.
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This cabin, Mary, in my sight appears, Built as it has been in our waning years, A rest afforded to our weary feet, Preliminary to - the last retreat.
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If even a small portion of the praise that is bestowed on Michael Jackson now in death was given to him last year, in life, he might well still be with us.