Brian Patten Quotes
How long is a man’s life, finally? Is it a thousand days, or only one? One week, or a few centuries? How long does a man’s death last? And what do we mean when we say, ‘gone forever’?

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People think I am America's party girl, which is just stupid. I have done 24 movies and I am creating my own TV show.
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Your body must become familiar with its death - in all its possible forms and degrees - as a self-evident, imminent, and emotionally neutral step on the way towards the goal you have found worthy of your life.
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Better treatment and detection methods have also improved the survival rate for people with cancer, and for the first time in history, this year the absolute number of cancer deaths in the U.S. has decreased.
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I don't really set out to please anybody, and I don't think I ever have. I have occasionally been encouraged to try to write something specifically for the purpose of releasing it as a single to get radio play. Those are not my best songs, as a rule.
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My first album was completed in three months.
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A lot of my work concerns a crisis of agency - what can we do?
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I'm free - but I'm also not free because there are millions of young people living in Iran. A filmmaker can only do a little.
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Cultists do not want to admit they have been manipulated by charisma. Nigerian money scheme victims do not want to accept that they had been swindled. To accept those realities is to accept their own faults. Denial of our own weaknesses is something we all suffer from time to time.
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Art is that which comes to a man, and stands between himself and an implacable witness: the work.
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Infosys demonstrated to the world that an Indian company could implement standards of quality, operations, finance that compare with the best. That is a legacy I am happy with.
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This is hip-hop. If you've got something you want to rap about, just rap about it, man.
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All religions try to benefit people, with the same basic message of the need for love and compassion, for justice and honesty, for contentment.
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I write about real people in disguise. If anything, my characters are toned down-the truth is much more bizarre.
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So many objections may be made to everything, that nothing can overcome them but the necessity of doing something.
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The longer people watch Netflix and the longer they stay members - they're the criteria of success for us.
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The neighbors could be as mad as they want, but I'm not running a business at the house. It's just a location. It will never get me out of here, because I don't have offices set up at my house, and that's what the township thinks.
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I love to smoke things; there's usually something always in the pot outside. That smell of something in the smoker just reminds me of home.
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We can climb mountains with self-love.
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I played soccer, recreationally, in college.
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Legolas is that kind of action elf who pouts a bit, stares off to the distance, and has a couple hero moments, killing with a lethal bow and arrow along the way.
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Mimicry flows like beauty from Mexico City’s faucets, space and time are relative, and instead of the usual floral-and-stone façade, there’s dahlia and obsidian. In the course of time, what was yesterday a lake of water becomes asphalt today, and the past is a perpetual duplication that drowns the future. Yesterday’s omens come back, the same substance in a different shape. The city is a nagual that becomes a wall of skulls, an intelligent domotique structure: the Huitzilopochtli temple in a cathedral and Castile roses in cactus bouquets. Time is measured simultaneously with the Aztec, Julian, and Gregorian calendars and the cesium fountain atomic clock; the heart of Mexico City is made of mud and green rocks, and the God of Rain continues to cry over the whole country.
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I saw a sign one time that said 'hemorrhoids awareness week' at the doctor's office. Let me tell you, if you got hemorrhoids, I'm sure you are aware of it. You don't need a sign to tell anybody about it.
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I had a lumpectomy. It wasn't that bad. Six and a half weeks of radiation.
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How long is a man’s life, finally? Is it a thousand days, or only one? One week, or a few centuries? How long does a man’s death last? And what do we mean when we say, ‘gone forever’?