Brenna Yovanoff Quotes
From the window, I watch the city and the freeway. In the distance, the sky-rises look like mystic spires, unbearably close and far. I want to pick them up and eat them. I want to scream out loud sometimes, but I never do.
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My attitude to writing is like when you do wallpapering, you remember where all the little bits are that don't meet. And then your friends say: It's terrific!
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If you love animals, don't eat them.
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Reinforce what you want to see repeated.What gets rewarded gets done. Brian Tracy
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Government does not cause affluence. Citizens of totalitarian countries have plenty of government and nothing of anything else.
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The things we respond to at twenty are not necessarily the same things we will respond to at forty and vice versa. This is true in books and also in life
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A healthy appetite for righteousness, kept in due control by good manners, is an excellent thing; but to hunger and thirst after it is often merely a symptom of spiritual diabetes.
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Thou frothy tickle-brained hedge-pig!
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For those struggling in midstream, in great fear of the flood, of growing old and of dying for all those I say, an island exists where there is no place for impediments, no place for clinging: the island of no going beyond. I call it nirvana, the complete destruction of old age and dying.
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To Aquinas the senses are what we have in common with dumb animals. ... Our better part is the mind ... and its intellectual contemplation.
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Whether men lie, or say true, it is with one and the same object.
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I had an old man moment the other day. I went into Abercrombie & Fitch to get some jeans and the music was so loud I couldn't stay.
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There is no mile as long the final one that leads back home.
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I know I should be leaving this climate, I've got a verse, but can't rhyme it.
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In every village marked with little spire, Embowered in trees, and hardly known to fame.
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Everything you do makes my body scream with loneliness.
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From the window, I watch the city and the freeway. In the distance, the sky-rises look like mystic spires, unbearably close and far. I want to pick them up and eat them. I want to scream out loud sometimes, but I never do.
