Colin Cotterill Quotes
I don’t know. On my last junket I was caught in the middle of a massacre. The one before that I was tortured and left for dead. Joy and recreation seem to have escaped me somehow.
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If there is no criticism, you become lazy. But it should be constructive, and it should be the truth. If it's biased and there's no truth in it, then I don't care about it. If it's true, it helps me grow.
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I knew that it was my only shot to be taken seriously in the recording industry, because it's fast and broad.
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The sounder your argument, the more satisfaction you get out of it.
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As far as money goes, there's a saying in Denmark: 'Your last suit doesn't have any pockets.' You can't take it with you. You can make all the money you want, but who cares?
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My recipe for life is not being afraid of myself, afraid of what I think or of my opinions.
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Jupiter from on high smiles at the perjuries of lovers.
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I was pursuing the arts with theater in school, and I was doing after-school activities, but not in any real movement towards a professional career.
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This debate is coming down essentially to two visions - Mr. Harper's vision for Canada and my vision for Canada, and to a decision to be made by people disappointed by Mr. (Stephane) Dion
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Effective translation of natural languages comes awfully close to requiring a sentient translator program.
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Books won't stay banned. They won't burn. Ideas won't go to jail. In the long run of history, the censor and the inquisitor have always lost. The only sure weapon against bad ideas is better ideas. The source of better ideas is wisdom. The surest path to wisdom is a liberal education.
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One of my favorites is Angela Merkel because I think she's been an extraordinary, strong leader during difficult times in Europe, which has obvious implications for the rest of the world and, most particularly, our country... her bravery in the face of the refugee crisis is something that I am impressed by.
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I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when we kissSo many men stronger than meHave thrown their backs out trying to lift itBut me I'm not a gambleYou can count on me to splitThe love I sell you in the evening by the morning won't exist.
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Surprizes are foolish things. The pleasure is not enhanced, and the inconvenience is often considerable.
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And what of the dead? They lie without shoesin their stone boats. They are more like stonethan the sea would be if it stopped. They refuseto be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.
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With hacky sack, somebody brought one to recess in sixth grade and it kind of all went downhill from there! The same with the yoyo's! One kid brought a yoyo one day and people started getting them. I just kept at it and found that I really loved it.
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For me, poetry is always a search for order.
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We've always been into juicing. It's one of the things that my wife likes to do. She's a vegetarian, so she loves to juice. And I'm a big health freak - well, when I feel like being it.
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Every blessing ignored becomes a curse.
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That feeling of freedom, open highways of possibilities, has kind of been lost to materialism and marketing.
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I then moved to the University of Western Ontario where I was made a full professor in 1985.
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Truth will not make us rich, but it will make us free.
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It might be useful to distinguish between pleasure and joy. But maybe everybody does this very easily, all the time, and only I am confused.
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Between the dusk of a summer night And the dawn of a summer day, We caught at a mood as it passed in flight, And we bade it stoop and stay. And what with the dawn of night began With the dusk of day was done; For that is the way of woman and man, When a hazard has made them one. Arc upon arc, from shade to shine, The World went thundering free; And what was his errand but hers and mine - The lords of him, I and she? O, it's die we must, but it's live we can, And the marvel of earth and sun Is all for the joy of woman and man And the longing that makes them one.
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I don’t know. On my last junket I was caught in the middle of a massacre. The one before that I was tortured and left for dead. Joy and recreation seem to have escaped me somehow.
