Elizabeth Scott Quotes
After a couple of days of complete hell , rest is at the top of the agenda. As he fades away to an overdue peacefulness, he misses her .
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I was always the youngest boy in my class at high school. I have retained this feeling of being the youngest, even though now I am almost the oldest person I know.
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There is as much wisdom in listening as there is in speaking - and that goes for all relationships, not just romantic ones.
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I think one of the great things about the United States has been our ability to maintain a distinction between our military and domestic law enforcement.
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A typewriter is a means of transcribing thought, not expressing it.
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Half the cookbooks tell you how to cook the food and the other half tell you how to avoid eating it.
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I hate being cold and I hate being wet and around 80% percent of this film I was cold and another 60% I was cold and wet, so it wasn't the best shoot for me.
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In my opinion I really haven't done anything yet. I still have a lot to prove. I just want to prove to myself that I can play at the highest level of baseball in the world every day.
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The wind blows wild and i may move, politicians lie and i am not fooled you don't need a razor or a three piece suit to argue the truth.
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The totalitarians in the world are very, very small. Only the smallest part of humanity wishes and acts upon the destruction of others. The pluralists are far larger. Those of us who believe in a world where we live together - we're far larger. The problem is we haven't made our case compelling across the world yet.
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What makes most of us who we are most of all is not our minds and not our bodies and not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us.
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For years, I never really pondered how I came to be a writer from where I came from.
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When you stop looking for something, you see it right in front of you.
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Dachshunds have their own agenda and can be stubborn about seeing their plans through to completion. What Rosie lacked in consistency, she made up for in enthusiasm. Most of the time when I called her name, she sprinted back, her long ears cocked and flying like a little girl's pigtails. Each encounter was a glorious reunion, even if we'd been parted for only a minute or two. I had never felt so loved.
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And he misses her Like a wind starved sail He sits knowing what direction to go But the current keeps pulling him Down river.
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After a couple of days of complete hell , rest is at the top of the agenda. As he fades away to an overdue peacefulness, he misses her .
