Betsy Prioleau Quotes
Men who “actively” appreciate and enjoy women, aren’t that common. Boys are raised to boycott the girls’ club and bond with each other. The “bromance” tradition is ancient and deep-dyed, a devotion to male friends that can be “wonderful, passing the love of women.” In the extreme, it tips over into misogyny. By contrast, ladies’ men like women inside and out and seek their companionship. Such gynephilia makes a man hum with charisma. It’s the mystery of connectivity. When someone empathizes and synchronizes with us, the effect is galvanic. Mirror neurons light up, and our bodies kick off opiate-like endorphins. We endow rapport artists with “chemistry”—incandescent sexiness.
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I breathe martial arts every day of my life.
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What keeps me up at night is poverty and unemployment.
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You have to expect the raps when you have achieved popularity as a writer.
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When you have both parties who will not find ways to compromise, who won't meet in the middle, you have paralysis. It's the perversion of idealism.
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Most of the most important experiences that truly educate cannot be arranged ahead of time with any precision.
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Success is so bad for everybody, period. Especially a certain kind of success, when people practically give up their identity. They forget who they are, how they are.
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Usually, when inspiration strikes late, the light of day reveals that I haven't gotten an idea for a book so much as a psychiatric case study.
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I say that Pakistanis should not consider girls as weaklings.
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One of the dreariest spots on life's road is the point of conviction that nothing will ever again happen to you.
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Sometime early in life, I developed the notion - one which I have never relinquished - that writing a novel is the very finest thing a person can do.
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My parents were both actors; my dad sort of quite early on. My mother acted for a while, and now she's a painter.
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I think glamour is synonymous with me.
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I will persist until I succeed. I was not deIivered unto this world in defeat, nor does failure course in my veins. I am not a sheep waiting to be prodded by my shepherd.
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If Nature had been comfortable, mankind would never have invented architecture...In a house, we all feel of the proper proportions. Everything is subordinated to us, fashioned for our use and our pleasure.
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I am no stranger to loud noise. I've been to a Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels concert. I once dated a woman with two kids.
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Our people are going to war to perpetuate slavery, but the war will be its death knell.
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The striking surprise is that prophets of Israel were tolerated at all by their people. To the patriots, they seemed pernicious; to the pious multitude, blasphemous; to the men in authority, seditious.
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Generally, you can be humble only if you feel really good about yourself - and you want to help those around you feel really good about themselves.
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There was a lot more music than the size of the place would indicate.
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Music is one of the most powerful things the world has to offer. No matter what race or religion or nationality or sexual orientation or gender that you are, it has the power to unite us.
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I believe that Jesus realized his oneness with God and he showed, what he attempted to do was show the way to all of us, how to realize our own onenes with God also, so he's a precursor.
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The commonality between science and art is in trying to see profoundly - to develop strategies of seeing and showing.
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I would never challenge any rapper to a rap-off. It's weird, I'm not that type of rapper.
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Men who “actively” appreciate and enjoy women, aren’t that common. Boys are raised to boycott the girls’ club and bond with each other. The “bromance” tradition is ancient and deep-dyed, a devotion to male friends that can be “wonderful, passing the love of women.” In the extreme, it tips over into misogyny. By contrast, ladies’ men like women inside and out and seek their companionship. Such gynephilia makes a man hum with charisma. It’s the mystery of connectivity. When someone empathizes and synchronizes with us, the effect is galvanic. Mirror neurons light up, and our bodies kick off opiate-like endorphins. We endow rapport artists with “chemistry”—incandescent sexiness.
