Deborah Needleman Quotes
Life is messy and gloriously imperfect, and some signs of wear and tear indicate a well-loved, well-used home.
Deborah Needleman
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Anonymity breeds meanness.
Sam Altman
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Without vanity, without coquetry, without curiosity, in a word, without the fall, woman would not be woman. Much of her grace is in her frailty.
Victor Hugo
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My dad would pick me up every other Friday at 6 o'clock and drop me off every Sunday at 6 o'clock, and I remember those last couple hours, like around 4 o'clock, my dad would get kind of sad because he knew that he was about to not see me for two more weeks.
RaeLynn
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Mind is everything. Muscle - pieces of rubber. All that I am, I am because of my mind.
Paavo Nurmi
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I got done writing Ports of Call and suddenly realized I have far too much material for the book.
Jack Vance
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If cattle and horses, or lions, had hands, or were able to draw with their feet and produce the works which men do, horses would draw the forms of gods like horses, and cattle like cattle, and they would make the gods' bodies the same shape as their own.
Xenophanes
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You just sort of let them go for a while, but it was time to have something done to my teeth. I'm glad. It's going to be good. Tom Cruise has braces now, too. I'm right in style.
Faye Dunaway
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There is a certain aesthetic pleasure in trying to imagine the unimaginable and failing, if you are a reader.
A. S. Byatt
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There are two kinds of success. One is musical or artistic and the other is commercial.
Mahavishnu John McLaughlin
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Product pricing is aligned to the way customers want to acquire their solutions and are delivered via different delivery models including appliances, the cloud, or as on-premise software solutions.
N. Robert Hammer
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True patriotism is better than the wrong kind of piety.
Abraham Lincoln
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The force that makes the winter grow Its feathered hexagons of snow, and drives the bee to match at home Their calculated honeycomb, Is abacus and rose combined.An icy sweetness fills my mind, A sense that under thing and wing Lies, taut yet living, coiled, the spring.
Jacob Bronowski