Eva Heller Quotes
There's no point in clinging to illusions.
Eva Heller
Quotes to Explore
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Né spegner può, per starne l'acqua, il fuoco,Né può stato mutar, per mutar loco.
Ludovico Ariosto
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[Detractors] are just wrong, and that's okay. They just don't see it yet. That's what I would tell myself to keep those moments of doubt, only moments.
Lisa Kudrow
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I don't want clever conversation, I never want to work that hard, I just want someone I can talk to, I want you just the way you are.
Billy Joel
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No matter how much restriction civilization imposes on the individual, he nevertheless finds some way to circumvent it. Wit is the best safety valve modern man has evolved; the more civilization, the more repression, the more need there is for wit.".
Sigmund Freud
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And oft I thought (my fancy was-so strong) That I, at last, a resting-place had found: 'Here: will I dwell,' said I,' my whole life long, Roaming the illimitable waters round; Here will I live, of all but heaven disowned. And end my days upon the peaceful flood - To break my dream the vessel reached its bound; And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.
William Wordsworth
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I have no question: It is enough, I know what fixed the station Of star and cloud. And knowing all, I cry. . . .
William Butler Yeats
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I think it's an essential fact for any performer or artist to fail as poignantly as they can succeed.
Nick Cave
The Birthday Party
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Nobody controls me. I'm uncontrollable. The only one who can control me is me, and even that's barely possible.
John Lennon
The Beatles
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Profound joy of the heart is like a magnet that indicates the path of life.
Mother Teresa
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Ideas don't get smaller when they're shared, they get bigger.
Seth Godin
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In the face of impermanence, if your next thought is good, this is what we call the realization body.
Bill Porter
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I call on those that call me son, Grandson, or great-grandson, On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts, To judge what I have done. Have I, that put it into words, Spoilt what old loins have sent?
William Butler Yeats