Albert Camus Quotes
No matter what cause one defends, it will suffer permanent disgrace if one resorts to blind attacks on crowds of innocent people.
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Good cinema is what we can believe, and bad cinema is what we can't believe.
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You can't grow long-term if you can't eat short-term. Anybody can manage short. Anybody can manage long. Balancing those two things is what management is.
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One thing I really hate is experience. Experience for me doesn't work. Everybody's talking about experience this, experience that.
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Imagination comes of not having things.
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There are two sides of the Velvet Rope. Those who want to be on the other side and those who are on the other side.
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There are reveries so deep, reveries which help us descend so deeply within ourselves that they rid us of our history. They liberate us from our name. These solitudes of today return us to the original solitudes.
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I don't think it's that serious. If I feel good tomorrow and I feel like I'm not going to jeopardize missing games or hurt the team, I'll play. Otherwise, I'll sit down.
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Two cliches make us laugh. A hundred cliches move us. For we sense dimly that the cliches are talking among themselves, and celebrating a reunion.
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Every time I do a movie where it gets physical, I say never again.
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The Western world is having an identity crisis.
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A masterpiece is something said once and for all, stated, finished, so that it's there complete in the mind, if only at the back.
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Common and vulgar people ascribe all ills that they feel to others; people of little wisdom ascribe to themselves; people of much wisdom, to no one.
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I rarely think in words at all.
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People sometimes say that it's cheaper to give their kids a couple of pounds to get themselves a burger or pizza. I don't mind people doing that, but not every night. It's like everything in life, you've got to get the balance right.
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There is only one purpose in hand-to-hand combat, and that is to kill. Never face an enemy with the idea of knocking him out. The chances are extremely good that he will kill you.
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A pox o’ your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!
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It's your life... why not fill it with as much joy as possible?
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His landscape is animate: it moves, transposes, builds, proceeds, shifts, always going on, never coming back, and one can only retain it in vignettes, impressions caught in a flash, flipped through in succession, leaving a richness of images imprinted on a sunburned retina.
