Elizabeth Wein Quotes
But more often than not the missing face has been sucked into the engines of the Nazi death machine, like an unlucky lapwing hitting the propeller of a Lancaster bomber-nothing left but feathers blowing away in the aircraft's wake, as if those warm wings and beating heart had never existed.
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My vision of the border with Mexico is that a truck from the United States going into Mexico and a truck coming from Mexico into the United States will pass each other at the border going 60 miles an hour. Yes, we should have open borders.
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I would love to explore film seeing as I have prominently been on television. It would be nice to change it up and focus on film a little bit.
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What we see today is an American economy that has boomed because of policies and developments of the 1950s and '60s: the interstate-highway system, massive funding for science and technology, a public-education system that was the envy of the world and generous immigration policies.
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Before this distinguished assembly and the world, the bells today proclaim the joyous tidings of the completion of this quietly soaring tower.
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Violence is one of the most fun things to watch.
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The day of the absolute is over, and we're in for the strange gods once more.
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'Vogue' is a very specific world. You are 'Vogue,' or not 'Vogue.'
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The Enron scandal is worthy of the highest level of scrutiny, both because of the enormity of the crimes that may have been committed and because of what the largest bankruptcy in American history has already begun to reveal about the weaknesses in our nation's corporate structures and regulatory oversight.
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A lot of people see a Nissan ad and they see a finished product in a record store or on iTunes and that's the face of the band.
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As much as I love crisp, clean whites, there's always a time for rich but balanced Chardonnays with oak, especially at Thanksgiving.
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I'm not going to starve just to be thin... I want to enjoy life and I can't if I'm not eating and miserable.
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It's an advantage having a limited output. When George Gershwin is asked to play his repertoire, he plays all evening. I just play 'Lady Play Your Mandolin' and I'm through.
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Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
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Sitcoms routinely portray women hitting men, almost never portray men hitting women. When he fails to leave, it is not called 'Battered Man Syndrome'; it is called comedy.
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You emphasize morality. But the ultimate basis of morality is survival. What promotes survival is good; what induces mortifaction is bad.
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An army's bravest men are its cowards. The death which they would not meet at the hands of the enemy they will meet at the hands of their officers, with never a flinching.
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They say that bears Have love affairs And even camels, We're merely mammals Let's misbehave.
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But I have tried to go over it very carefully, not merely what the evidence is, but with psychoanalysts and psychologists, and I think we're just about all agreed that Lincoln and Speed did not have a homosexual relationship.
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You definitely see a difference in some guys' games when they do get paid. I'm trying to make sure I'm not that player.
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I'm really sick of anthems. Every song has to be a very big singalong thing - it feels very Eighties. There are a lot of 'whoah whoa whoahs,' this stadium thing. You're even getting that from some of the 'folk' groups. I can't stand it.
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Pinochet took power in a 1973 military coup that the United States supported.
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And as a child I was filled with passionate admiration for acts of civic courage I had seen performed by an elderly military doctor, who was a friend of my family.
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As anyone who has the slightest knowledge of my work knows, I have little in common with Larkin, who was tall, taciturn and thin-on-top, and unlike him I laugh, nay, sneer, in the face of death. I will concede one point: we are both lesbian poets.
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But more often than not the missing face has been sucked into the engines of the Nazi death machine, like an unlucky lapwing hitting the propeller of a Lancaster bomber-nothing left but feathers blowing away in the aircraft's wake, as if those warm wings and beating heart had never existed.
