Pablo Neruda Quotes
Maybe someone will know I didn't weave crowns to draw blood; that I faught against mockery; that I did fill the high tide of my soul with truth. I repaid vileness with doves.
Pablo Neruda
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Let someone else be the world's greatest actress. I'll be the world's greatest baseball fan.
Laraine Day
So many of us have friends or family who have battled cancer, and we know how important it is to find a cure.
Ted Deutch
I'm looking at doing things that challenge me.
Orlando Bloom
Micropayments are great if you use them for a product or service with certain properties. It must be one where you can get away with usage-based pricing, and where there is a strong rationale for making it cheap, yet not free.
Nathan Myhrvold
Playing in Wembley Stadium in front of 83-some-thousand fans to win a gold medal was unreal.
Carli Lloyd
But I think mainly, you know, just up in the East Coast, it's where it all originated. You know, Philadelphia. It goes back to the beginning. So, you know, fans have a lot of history, and they love their teams up here.
Rafael Palmeiro
Only the minute and the future are interesting in fashion.
Karl Lagerfeld
The evil in our desires typically does not lie in what we want, but that we want it too much.
John Calvin
I have nothing but contempt for the deceitful thing men call 'happiness,' and find myself with no choice but to push my characters, whom I pour my heart and soul out to create, into the abyss of tragedy.
Gen Urobuchi
You can be non-judgmental, but you don't want to be non-discerning because, remember, the force of evolution is the conversation, you know: two truths standing up to each other in conversation, and the best truth emerges, and the best truth prevails.
James Redfield
I love being a mixed-race woman in 2017. I feel part of something big. There's this understanding that we're all in it together.
Adwoa Aboah
Maybe someone will know I didn't weave crowns to draw blood; that I faught against mockery; that I did fill the high tide of my soul with truth. I repaid vileness with doves.
Pablo Neruda