Billie Letts Quotes
Novalee watched his lips shape the words...the sounds, like whispered secrets, hanging in the air.
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If I were dying, my last words would be: Have faith and pursue the unknown end.
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I always say that I'm an artist who works with pictures and words, so I think that the different aspects of my activity, whether it's writing criticism, or doing visual work that incorporates writing, or teaching, or curating, is all of a single cloth, and I don't make any separation in terms of those practices.
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The less lines, the better. I am the silent film actor, but not in a slapstick sort of way. Film is an image-based medium, so whatever you can say without the words is far more provocative and punctuating. If the lines are not funny or if they don't advance the story, sometimes it's hard. I hate talk in movies.
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What you compose with is neither here nor there, you compose with words, or you compose with stone plants and trees, or you compose with events; the Sheriff's officer, or whatever.
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I've always viewed myself as a brand. When I started 10 years ago, that was very controversial. 'Marketing' and 'PR' were dirty words for the literary world, but that has changed. Once the book is finished, I want as many people as possible to read it.
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Poetry is a form of mathematics, a highly rigorous relationship with words.
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Leadership is practiced not so much in words as in attitude and in actions.
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Tone matters more than words.
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I learned to be a hot-air balloon pilot to take tourists over the Masai Mara Reserve in order to earn some money and finance the work I was doing with my wife, Anne. We were studying the life of a family of lions for more than two years. Taking pictures was a way to capture information we could not put in words.
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I write exactly what I think. If it's a raw subject, I write lots of things and then pull out all the fluff words.
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Grown-ups and children are not readily encouraged to unearth the power of words. Adults are repeatedly assured a picture is worth a thousand of them, while the playground response to almost any verbal taunt is 'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.' I don't beg so much as command to differ.
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Ancient, woman-centered words and beliefs never, like, fall off the planet. Having long done taken on a life of their own, they - like womankind - evolve, and survive. Chameleon style.
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I have an intense dislike of doctrines, because you will always end up eating your words.
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A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
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Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving!
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People do not want words - they want the sound of battle - the battle of destiny.
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Words are men's daughters, but God's sons are things.
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Bachelors know all about parties. In fact, a good bachelor is a living, breathing party all by himself. At least that is what my girlfriend said when she found the gin bottles under the couch. I believe her exact words were, 'You're a disgusting, drunken mess.' And that's a good description of a party, if it's done right.
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I've commissioned an adaptation of 'The Jungle', by Upton Sinclair, a story of a young immigrant from Lithuania to the meat-packing industry of Chicago in 1904, and the rise of the unions in America.
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I would have to say that looked like it hurt.
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Man is important in one sense only. He was made in the image of God: That is his importance. He is not important for his body, ego, or personality. His constant affirmation of ego-consciousness is the source of all his problems.
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I love school, but when I was going to school, I sort of used it as an opportunity to figure out what I love to do.
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People used to blush when they were ashamed. Now they are ashamed if they blush. Modesty has disappeared and a brazen generation with no fear of God before its eyes mocks at sin. We are so fond of being called tolerant and broadminded that we wink at sin when we ought to weep.
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Novalee watched his lips shape the words...the sounds, like whispered secrets, hanging in the air.
