Elena Ferrante Quotes
The blood spurted from his neck and hit a copper pot hanging on the wall.
Elena Ferrante
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It seems to me that an unjust law is no law at all.
Saint Augustine
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You win pennants in the off season when you build your teams with trades and free agents.
Earl Weaver
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The vegetable life does not content itself with casting from the flower or the tree a single seed, but it fills the air and earth with a prodigality of seeds, that, if thousands perish, thousands may plant themselves, that hundreds may come up, that tens may live to maturity; that, at least one may replace the parent.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I think we can launch - successfully, high quality - around 20 original scripted shows a year, which means every 2 1/2 to three weeks you're launching a new season or a new show on Netflix meant to be for really diverse tastes all around the world.
Ted Sarandos
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Everybody likes a compliment.
Abraham Lincoln
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Emergency health care for illegal aliens along the southwestern border is already costing area hospitals $200 million a year, with perhaps another $100 million in extended care costs.
Gary Miller
Bad Brains
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The White House is now essentially a TV performance.
Edmund Snow Carpenter
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I think that there is a real beauty to the live aspect of the theater, and the working with a director for a month on a script in the isolation of a room and really deeply delving into who are these people, what is the story we're telling, how do we want to tell it?
Karen Allen
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If you dry the chestnut, both the barks being taken away, beat them into powder and make the powder up into an electuary with honey, it is a first-rate remedy for cough and spitting of blood.
Nicholas Culpeper
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Sit back picture yourself swooping up a shell of purple with foam crests of crystal drops soft nigh they fall unto the sea of morning creep-very-softly mist...and then sort of cascade tinkley-bell like (must I take you by the hand, every so slowly type) and then conglomerate suddenly into a peal of silver vibrant uncomprehendingly, blood singingly, joyously resoundingbells....By my faith if this be insanity, then for the love of God permit me to remain insane.
Robert Hunter
Grateful Dead
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The blood spurted from his neck and hit a copper pot hanging on the wall.
Elena Ferrante