Elizabeth Wein Quotes
Ellen looked around the room with an odd expression, for the first few seconds not taking in the collection spread across the tables, but just taking in the library: the smell of ink and foxy paper and old wood, the green view of the river beyond the leaded casement window propped open just an inch. As if she loved it, but was a little scared to be there.
Elizabeth Wein
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I'd spend every summer in Longview on my grandfather's farm. It was a tiny little town divided by a river, which was the segregation line: that side white, this side black. And meanwhile, I lived in Compton - basically, another whole world sealed into 10 square blocks. It's interesting how insular an environment can be.
Forest Whitaker
A boardroom is a collection of individuals, and individuals have varying motives, egos, agendas and qualifications. Sometimes the dynamics can go off track.
Carly Fiorina
I hate that expression, 'fusion.' What it means to me is this movement where nothing ever really fused.
Wayne Kramer
There's nothing wrong with showing sexuality. If you have that inside, it's just an expression of who you are. If you want to share that with people, that's amazing. I love that.
Camila Cabello
Fifth Harmony
My chicken ain't no joke. I ain't scared to go up against the Colonel, tastewise.
Flavor Flav
James Garner is like a peaceful river through our chaos.
Kaley Cuoco
Every time I got to play a show, even if it's already sold out, I'm so scared no one's going to come.
Halsey
The period that directly follows the dissolution of a long term relationship is extremely volatile, with emotions running the gamut from misery to elation to relief to terror.
Emily V. Gordon
I love vinyl, you know? To me it has depth, warmth, it's the best way to really sample.
Robert Fitzgerald Diggs
Achozen
While teaching a course on global development at Uppsala University in Sweden, I realized our students didn't have a fact-based worldview. They talked about 'we' and 'them.' They thought there were two groups of countries: the Western world, with small families and long lives, and the Third World, with large families and short lives.
Hans Rosling
Ellen looked around the room with an odd expression, for the first few seconds not taking in the collection spread across the tables, but just taking in the library: the smell of ink and foxy paper and old wood, the green view of the river beyond the leaded casement window propped open just an inch. As if she loved it, but was a little scared to be there.
Elizabeth Wein