Stuart Adamson Quotes
Im not expecting to grow flowers in the desert, but I can live, and breathe, and see the sun in wintertime.
Stuart Adamson
Big Country
Quotes to Explore
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Just let your skin breathe.
Felicity Huffman
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Even though you're married, you're still individuals. You still have to grow and nurture your individuality.
Tamara Tunie
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I always say the strength of democracy lies in criticism. If there is no criticism, that means there is no democracy. And if you want to grow, you must invite criticism. And I want to grow; I want to invite criticism.
Narendra Modi
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The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
Omar Khayyam
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I'm part of a speech therapy programme called the McGuire Programme. It teaches you a new way to breathe, a new way to speak, a brand new way of tackling the mind-sets that come with having a speech impediment. Mainly, it teaches you how to slow things down, and that has really helped me.
Gareth Gates
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I love Sufism as I love beautiful poetry, but it is not the answer. Sufism is like a mirage in the desert. It says to you, come and sit, relax and enjoy yourself for a while.
Naguib Mahfouz
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The flukey part of it is, back in the early days, I had that guitar decorated with all kinds of crap wallpaper, 'Flower Power' - then that got all shaved off. And during the course of cleaning the bass up again, some of the wood got shaved down, and it probably became a lighter body than the stock factory model.
Chris Squire
Cinema
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In Botswana in the Kalahari Desert there's a tented camp called Jack's Camp, which is like old Africa meets Ralph Lauren. The Oriental rugs, the old leather chairs - you feel like you've just jumped out of a Ralph Lauren ad.
Mark Burnett
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Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.
William Shakespeare
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It may be a bit early to make such judgments, but 'Battlefield Earth' may well turn out to be the worst movie of this century.
Elvis Mitchell
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As when, upon a tranced summer-night,Those green-rob’d senators of mighty woods,Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars,Dream, and so dream all night without a stir,Save from one gradual solitary gustWhich comes upon the silence, and dies off,As if the ebbing air had but one wave.
John Keats
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Im not expecting to grow flowers in the desert, but I can live, and breathe, and see the sun in wintertime.
Stuart Adamson
Big Country