Eduardo C. Corral Quotes
You are nothing like my father. And like my father you are nothing.
Eduardo C. Corral
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One of the most basic human instincts is the need to decorate. Nothing is exempt - the body, the objects one uses, from intimate to monumental, and all personal and ceremonial space. It is an instinct that responds ... to some deep inner urge that has been variously described as the horror of a vacuum and the need to put one's imprint on at least one small segment of the world.
Ada Louise Huxtable
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The future has to do with fear. Don't attempt to come up here. Don't attempt to go forward, you were nobody, you are nobody, and you'll always be nothing, so don't even think about coming here because if you do, something awful will happen to you.
Malachy McCourt
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Pitbulls are like a gun you can pet.
Bill Burr
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Any fighter knows that regret that doesn't inform your future is wasted emotion. If you lose and dwell on the missed opportunity rather than the chances to come, you're finished.
Craig Lancaster
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Music has been already devalued by the consumer. There's an expectation that it should be free so the race to the bottom has already been won.
Colin Meloy
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Of course, if we’ve learned anything, it’s how dangerous that fragile masculinity can be.
Ben Lerner
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Anywhere I roam, where I lay my head is home.
Carrie Jones
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You know that look that women get when they want to have sex? Me neither.
Steve Martin
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Beauty should be kind, as well as charm.
George Granville, 1st Baron Lansdowne
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East of the sun and west of the moon.' As unfathomable as the words were, I realized I must figure them out, reason it through. For I would go to this impossible land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon. From the moment the sleigh had vanished from sight and I could no longer hear the silver bells I knew that I would go after the stranger that had been the white bear to make right the terrible wrong I had done him.... All that mattered was to make things right. And I would do whatever it took, journey to wherever I must, to reach that goal.
Edith Pattou
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I thought of my father, alone and elsewhere, his head cradled in his hands. I thought of the day he'd punched a hole straight through the kitchen wall, thinking she'd be tucked away inside. All those places he'd looked and never found. Inside their mattress. In stained-glass windows. How he'd scoured the carpet for her stray hair and strung them all together with a ribbon; how he'd slept with that one lock swathed across his nostrils, hugging a pillow fitted with a nightshirt. How he'd dug up the backyard, stripped and sweating. How he'd played her favorite album on repeat and loud, a lure. How when we took up the carpet in my bedroom to find her, under the carpet was wood. Under the wood there was cracked concrete. Under the concrete there was dirt. Under the dirt there was a cavity of water. I swam down into the water with my nose clenched and lungs burning in my chest but I could not find the bottom and I couldn't see a thing.
Blake Butler
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You are nothing like my father. And like my father you are nothing.
Eduardo C. Corral
