Elizabeth Wein Quotes
Writing to you like this makes me feel that you are still alive. It’s an illusion I’ve noticed before—words on a page are like oxygen to a petrol engine, firing up ghosts. It lasts only while the words are in your head. After you put down the paper or the pen, the pistons fall lifeless again.
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We're all concerned about sports rights being so expensive. Obviously, we are funded by the licence fee payers, so it's not always easy to compete with those who can get greater revenue.
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When you're a child, it's easy to see school as the worst thing in the world. It's only later in life you realise what a wonderful time it was. Looking back, I can't believe I even wanted to leave.
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Let me just say as one who has been speaker of the House, I've had to have a very thick skin about every kind of thing that was thrown at me.
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These 'Sports Illustrated' people, they know how to hold a secret.
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I wrote music as soon as I knew notation.
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You know, there's always someone in mind when I'm writing. You know, it's all comes from somewhere inside.
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It goes without saying that it's hard to attain a certain level of success.
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You need to make sure you hire people who are capable of being strong team players. Team members should fit the company's culture, be committed to the team, and be capable of being genuinely vulnerable and selfless.
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I knew that I wanted to be an actor; how to go about it was the question. I went to Australia for my studies; from there I told my dad that I also want to do a course in performing arts, but my father refused. So I completed my studies and came back. But I kept poking him, saying that acting is something that I want to do.
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The Arab representatives and their followers were not interested in the persecuted millions throughout the world; they were fixed on a political agenda that distracted the world from their own serious shortcomings in the human-rights department.
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I'm incredibly neurotic and a control freak. I like the thought that if there's going to be anyone to blame it's going to be me.
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Actually I dance really well on the floor.
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The history of science is rich in example of the fruitfulness of bringing two sets of techniques, two sets of ideas, developed in separate contexts for the pursuit of new truth, into touch with one another.
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You just can't let anything or anyone get in the way of who you are.
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I think dreams can come true, but not necessarily like fairy-tales. It's not always so perfect like that.
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All the modern christian churches have no more authority to preach, baptize, or administer any other ordinance of the gospel than the idolatrous Hindoos have.
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I would break a lot of cymbals. You whack the cymbals hard enough, and they will crack in half. Drums are not actually as sturdy as they look. They're actually somewhat fragile instruments.
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I like all of the books I work on to be ones you can pick up without knowing the entire history of the character, because then, not only can you enjoy it as is, but it encourages you to look into the history of that character and their world.
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Aesthetically, we were enormously successful. Economically... there was no success. It was all about music of the future and unfortunately it was a band that didn't have any future.
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The major newspapers simply stopped writing about me, and my voice could no longer be heard on radio or television.
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When I do have free time, I spend it with friends, or I spend it at home writing or making something.
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Writing lyrics with your wife does lead to talking about yourselves a lot. But this is not an autobiographical account of my personal marriage. It's almost about the marriage of the band.
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Sometimes people talk about music, whether blogs or magazines, in a strange way where it doesn't seem like they're actually listening to it.
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Writing to you like this makes me feel that you are still alive. It’s an illusion I’ve noticed before—words on a page are like oxygen to a petrol engine, firing up ghosts. It lasts only while the words are in your head. After you put down the paper or the pen, the pistons fall lifeless again.
