Pablo Neruda Quotes
I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
Pablo Neruda
Quotes to Explore
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Dreams are the expression of the unconscious while we are asleep.
Nancy Friday
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Steve Jobs was never going to let Flash on any Apple product again like that after in 1997 - he's got a long memory - they said no and Bill Gates said yes.
Walter Isaacson
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Is Bill Clinton so good at politics, or are other politicians so bad?
P. J. O'Rourke
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You learn something when you don't play well, and I figure that helping people, it makes me very, very happy.
Yani Tseng
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The goal of NIH research is to acquire new knowledge to help prevent, detect, diagnose, and treat disease and disability, from the rarest genetic disorder to the common cold.
Ike Skelton
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Family is extremely important, and home is wherever they're waiting for you. No matter where you are, if you have great support, that's all that matters.
Sammi Hanratty
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'The Lord of the Rings,' obviously, had a huge, huge impact on me. I read a lot of 'Hardy Boys,' also. I liked the equation, that it was always the same but a little bit different. There's something comforting about those books.
Blake Crouch
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Drugs, sex, booze, all the stuff that we wanted to do. The problem was that we didn't want to learn the top 40 'cause most of the music was awful and we had this other idea about what we wanted to do.
Wayne Kramer
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One touch of nature makes the whole world tin.
Marshall McLuhan
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The habit of the religious way of thinking has biased our mind so grievously that we are - terrified at ourselves in our nakedness and naturalness; it has degraded us so that we deem ourselves depraved by nature, born devils.
Max Stirner
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... when all violence subsides in the human heart, the state which remains is love. It is not something we have to acquire; it is always present, and needs only to be uncovered. This is our real nature, not merely to love one person here, another there, but to be love itself.
Mahatma Gandhi
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I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
Pablo Neruda