Elizabeth Zimmermann Quotes
Now, let us all take a deep breath and forge on into the future; knitting at the ready.

Quotes to Explore
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You can tell someone who doesn't have love in their life, then someone who is in love.
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All my gowns have trains on them. I make a train that goes on forever. I love long trains and then I stand there and twirl around and wrap myself up in it.
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I rolled the second car that I ever owned, a Toyota 4 Runner. This was winter in Colorado, two weeks before the 2002 Olympic trials. I was driving in the outside lane, and my rear tire caught some black ice, and we totally turned sideways to the point where we were heading right toward the median.
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We call a thing big or little with reference to what it is wont to be, as we speak of a small elephant or a big rat.
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An alliterative prefix served as an ornament of oratory.
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While the company has acknowledged allowing some improper market timing, the full extent of the problem at Seligman has not been disclosed to investors.
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Presidential campaigns are exhausting. Once they're over, we all heave a sigh of relief that we have our lives back, the constant emails and news reports no longer harangue us, and the topic even turns at times to something else entirely.
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I want to headbang… and head banging requires following a steady meter.
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People really need to show up early to hear Hollis Brown. They are just an unbelievable live band.
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Don't sell your publishing.
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As a person in the public eye, I have always felt that if I have the good fortune of being able to shed a spotlight on different causes that I feel passionately about...
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Sunshine can burn you, food can poison you, words can condemn you, pictures can insult you; music cannot punish - only bless.
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As a scar commemorates what happened, so is memory but itself a scar.
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I have an insane desire to shave a stroke or two off my handicap.
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Passion is the breath we take, the water we drink to sustain ourselves. Without air and water we perish; without passion an artist will wither and blow away.
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I have the impression of moving in the shadow of syllables, in regions before secrets, where language cannot yet answer the call of thought, in swamps where you risk sinking with every breath.
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Now, let us all take a deep breath and forge on into the future; knitting at the ready.