Elizabeth Scott Quotes
Anger can try to break your heart, but sorrow is what will. What can. What does.
Elizabeth Scott
Quotes to Explore
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I'm going to do the old 'plaster removal' technique and just get the pain over with in one go: 'Life's Too Short' isn't funny to me.
Ian Watson
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I did every job under the sun from bartending to ushering to temping.
Natalie Dormer
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If there is one thing that makes me unique, it's that I riff a lot.
T. J. Miller
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Change is something that is expected and, therefore, not resisted.
Abigail Johnson
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Basketball's eras are defined by teams - Celtics, Lakers, Bulls - and baseball's epochs are defined by players - Ruth, Robinson, Mantle - but with football, it's the sideline strategists, the nutty professors and top coated Lears.
J. R. Moehringer
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Being a writer was never a choice, it was an irresistible compulsion.
Walter Jon Williams
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The waves of religion based on terrorism in the 1990s are based on the tormented response of a mutilated Muslim society whose progressive forces have been savagely emasculated. Why on earth is the Arab world so hostile to women? Why can it not see women as a force for development?
Fatema Mernissi
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True guilt is guilt at the obligation one owes to oneself to be oneself. False guilt is guilt felt at not being what other people feel one ought to be or assume that one is.
R. D. Laing
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People say a lot of hurtful things, but in a way, the abuse that I endured from my husband prepared me for that. The things I had been told and drilled into my head from him were worse than what anybody could say to me.
La'Porsha Renae
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I have had my results for a long time: but I do not yet know how I am to arrive at them.
Carl Friedrich Gauss
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The light dove, cleaving the air in her free flight, and feeling its resistance, might imagine that its flight would be still easier in empty space.
Immanuel Kant
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I get up, go out, and everything is changed. The blood drains from my head, the noise of things bursting, merging, avoiding one another, assails me on all sides, my eyes search in vain for two things alike, each pinpoint of skin screams a different message, I drown in the spray of phenomena.
Samuel Beckett
