Charles Beaumont Quotes
The city had grown, implacably, spreading its concrete and alloy fingers wider every day over the dark and feral country. Nothing could stop it. Mountains were stamped flat. Rivers were dammed off or drained or put elsewhere. The marshes were filled. The animals shot from the trees and then the trees cut down. And the big gray machines moved forward, gobbling up the jungle with their iron teeth, chewing it clean of its life and all its living things. Until it was no more. Leveled, smoothed as a highway is smoothed, its centuries choked beneath millions and millions of tons of hardened stone. The birth of a city... It had become the death of a world.
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Our party, I can tell you, is very transparent; we believe in our credentials. Our credentials are our only credibility; we are not going to compromise on that; we are the commoners.
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It was very difficult when I was trying to figure out how to have a marriage and babies and do this at the same time. There was no handbook. You were making it up as you went along.
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I am not a great fan of computers. I do watch videos and analyse which batsman is playing how. Batsmen can play different shots on different days. A batsman may not play cover drives well, but if he connects with two such shots, he starts playing the drive well on that day.
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When I was 5 and playing against 11-year-olds, who were bigger, stronger, faster, I just had to figure out a way to play with them.
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I don't know how to make Harper and Alloy want me, not just my name.
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I think lots of ideas are sometimes in our heads without us quite, you know, knowing it.
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I have little routines in the theater. Once I've established something, like the order of putting on makeup and a costume, I have to invariably do it in the same order every time, even if I only did it by chance the first time round.
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I want kids. I want a soccer team, and I want a husband.
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If any human being is to reach full maturity both the masculine and feminine sides of the personality must be brought up into consciousness.
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One of my early childhood memories was my grandmother always having a bowl of Nestle chocolate bars at her house. My sister and I would argue over who could eat the chocolate bars. Looking back, I don't know why we just didn't share. We could have split them.
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It's not easy to play 162 games and be focused the whole time. It takes a lot out of you.
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The atheist, by merely being in touch with reality, appears shamefully out of touch with the fantasy life of his neighbors.
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I want to surprise people and do different things and maybe do something that's not quite financially rewarding.
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Like all young men I set out to be a genius, but mercifully laughter intervened.
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We all know that a good example is more effective than advice. So set a good example, and it won't take long for others to follow.
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I think about God, yes, and I wonder if there is a God. And if there is a God, will God please help me through my hard trips.
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I have actually lost a couple of roles - film roles - because a director or producer thought I looked too much like George Costanza, and I could not get out of that box.
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Faced with the evidence, many deniers have started to admit that global warming is real, but argue that humans have little or nothing to do with it.
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Keep your eye on what you're responsible to and what you're responsible for, and that'll keep you right.
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No change can come if those who are impacted the most by discrimination are not willing to stand up for themselves.
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I always wanted Han Solo's confidence and swagger. My personality is way more C-3PO, but Han was always who I wanted to be.
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'Wild at Heart' simply came out of my journey as a man and then my work with men.
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The city had grown, implacably, spreading its concrete and alloy fingers wider every day over the dark and feral country. Nothing could stop it. Mountains were stamped flat. Rivers were dammed off or drained or put elsewhere. The marshes were filled. The animals shot from the trees and then the trees cut down. And the big gray machines moved forward, gobbling up the jungle with their iron teeth, chewing it clean of its life and all its living things. Until it was no more. Leveled, smoothed as a highway is smoothed, its centuries choked beneath millions and millions of tons of hardened stone. The birth of a city... It had become the death of a world.
