Eric Chaisson Quotes
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Imperialist enterprise draws political consequences.
C. L. R. James
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I'm slammed with an identity that can no longer say a word; mute with responsibility.
Kate Millett
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My eye? It's a genetic thing. My dad had it, and now I have it. You know, I just found out that it may be correctable a little bit, because it does impair my vision. When I look up, I lose sight in this eye. I think, maybe for other people, it informs the way they see me.
Forest Whitaker
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Any radical change or trauma always makes for interesting subject matter, but then all stories deal, to some extent, with the disjuncture between past and present.
Damon Galgut
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My mother was a children's librarian. I remember when traditional stories were revised for modern audiences until they bore only a nodding acquaintance with the originals, but were released as 'authentic Indian stories' when they were, in fact, nothing of the kind.
Patricia Briggs
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There are forms of art that I might not like to do myself, but I still have respect for the artists who create it.
Vanessa Paradis
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February days are a marketing gimmick; love happens every day.
Randeep Hooda
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I wanted this to have as wide an audience as possible. I didn't want to get an X rating, because in my opinion once that happens you X-out everyone else.
Dana Plato
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I find that other countries have this or this, but Italy is the only one that has it all for me. The culture, the cuisine, the people, the landscape, the history. Just everything to me comes together there.
Frances Mayes
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If you knew Peggy Sue - then you'd know why I feel blueWithout Peggy - my Peggy Sue.Oh well, I love you gal - yes, I love you Peggy Sue.Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue - oh how my heart yearns for you.Oh Peggy - my Peggy Sue.Oh well, I love you gal - yes, I love you Peggy Sue.
Buddy Holly
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We live in a time of crisis in the secular culture and in the church with regard to the beautiful.
R. C. Sproul
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You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can assure you that I will still love you when I have only the strength (and the scant teeth) left to gum those puckered lips. I shall love you when your bones are sharp enough to pierce my fragile flesh. I shall love you when the light in my own eyes fades for good and yours is the last sweet face I see. Because I am and ever shall be.
Teresa Medeiros