Barbara Taylor Bradford Quotes
Elizabeth studied the blurry tabloid photo, which showed her cousin Mary Stuart leaving a Paris disco at dawn, drunkenly clinging to the arm of a French tennis pro. The message was very clear. Put passion first and you end up neither loved nor respected.
Barbara Taylor Bradford
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Well did graduate summa cum laude from Fordham University.
Patricia Clarkson
I've kind of blocked it out, but a good friend affectionately reminded me that yes, I was a dork. I was not a cool kid in high school.
Mamie Gummer
I love gay Mardi Gras in Sydney, which is a big parade, a big march that thousands and thousands of people participate in. And there's one little group... well it's not little, it's got hundreds of people marching, and they're all very sweet, middle-aged and elderly people who are the parents of gay children who are out and proud.
Jacki Weaver
In America, the stories we tell ourselves and we tell each other in fiction have to do with individualism. Every person here is the center of his or her own story. And our job as people and as characters is to find our own motivations and desires, to overcome conflicts and obstacles toward defining ourselves so that we grow and change.
Adam Johnson
I know the power obedience has of making things easy which seem impossible.
Saint Teresa of Avila
Movies are a complicated collision of literature, theatre, music and all the visual arts.
Yahoo Serious
I think I've had the fantasy of a ray-gun that could erase the world from the time I was a very little kid.
Daniel Clowes
If writers just sit and talk about oppression, they are not going to do much writing.
V. S. Naipaul
Inopiae desunt multa, avaritiae omnia.
Publilius Syrus
Singing is my passion, my first love and the secret of my energy. Music to me is like finding my inner self, my soul. It gives me a great joy to see audiences enjoying with me. I have given my heart to singing. When I sing, I can feel romance in everything around me.
Kailash Kher
Dachshunds have their own agenda and can be stubborn about seeing their plans through to completion. What Rosie lacked in consistency, she made up for in enthusiasm. Most of the time when I called her name, she sprinted back, her long ears cocked and flying like a little girl's pigtails. Each encounter was a glorious reunion, even if we'd been parted for only a minute or two. I had never felt so loved.
Mary Doria Russell
Elizabeth studied the blurry tabloid photo, which showed her cousin Mary Stuart leaving a Paris disco at dawn, drunkenly clinging to the arm of a French tennis pro. The message was very clear. Put passion first and you end up neither loved nor respected.
Barbara Taylor Bradford
