John Rich Quotes
If everybody contemplates the infinite instead of fixing the drains, many of us will die of cholera.
John Rich
Lonestar
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In an ever-changing technological landscape, where today's platforms are not tomorrow's platforms, the key seems to be that any one of these spaces can use a dose of humanity and art and culture.
Ze Frank
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When I was young, I wanted to be the face of a makeup campaign or a hair campaign, so that's something that I've always dreamed of that hopefully comes along. And then obviously starring with Ryan Gosling in a movie wouldn't be so bad, either.
Emeraude Toubia
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A married person does not live in isolation. He or she has made a promise, a pledge, a vow, to another person. Until that vow is fulfilled and the promise is kept, the individual is in debt to his marriage partner. That is what he owes. 'You owe it to yourself' is not a valid excuse for breaking a marriage vow but a creed of selfishness.
R. C. Sproul
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Man's principle trait is a readiness to believe anything. Otherwise, how could the Church have survived for almost two thousand years in the absense of universal gullibility?
Umberto Eco
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Love will fly if held too lightly Love will die if held too tightly . . .
Oscar Wilde
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A man with a weak Masculine is especially prone to despise and fear these qualities and may attempt to suppress the more destructive elements of the Feminine force in his partner.
David Deida
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Reason speaks and feeling bites.
Plutarch
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Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly every day.
William Allingham
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Perfection is not when there is no more to add, but no more to take away.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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Physical intimacy is easy. Emotional intimacy is hard.
Hannah Simone
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When you’re signed to a big label and they’re giving money for you to do things, you can’t do whatever you want. Like, I wouldn’t be able to make a totally indie punk record. You need to find the balance.
Alma
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He began to search among the infinite series of impressions which time had laid down, leaf upon leaf, fold upon fold softly, incessantly upon his brain; among scents, sounds; voices, harsh, hollow, sweet; and lights passing, and brooms tapping; and the wash and hush of the sea.
Virginia Woolf
