Alexander Pope Quotes
How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
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You must not fight too often with one enemy, or you will teach him all your art of war.
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I had parents in the business and they made sure that the art was the biggest concern.
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I enjoy going out by myself... always have, always will. I don't have security guards, and, for the most part, I enjoy meeting new people. I see myself as a regular guy who likes playing video games with his nieces and nephews and poker with his family. I don't have an art collection or take exotic vacations. I enjoy being at home.
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I'm so proud and honored to have been in 'Lonesome Dove' and 'Eight Men Out.' How come I'm not known for one of those?
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There is nothing, Sir, too little for so little a creature as man. It is by studying little things that we attain the great art of having as little misery and as much happiness as possible.
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Art is the window to man's soul. Without it, he would never be able to see beyond his immediate world; nor could the world see the man within.
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When you're acting, it should be the most important thing that's going on. But when you're not, leave it alone.
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Photography, alone of the arts, seems perfected to serve the desire humans have for a moment - this very moment - to stay.
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Being in this fine mood, I spoke to a little boy, whom I saw playing alone in the road, asking him what he was going to be when he grew up. Of course I expected to hear him say a sailor, a soldier, a hunter, or something else that seems heroic to childhood, and I was very much surprised when he answered innocently, 'A man.'
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The record business is dangerous to the health of bands and individuals, which is something I'm just now learning. But it's not dangerous in any of the ways people think; it's not that they try to make you compromise your art. That's not the problem.
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Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
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Art is like breathing for me. If I don't do it, I start to choke.
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Acting and making art is just something I love to do, and I love to tell stories that feel important, honest and necessary.
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I'm done with men... I'm going to be alone. I have no luck with relationships. I don't think I'm made for marriage.
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Nobody should be too boastful or too proud about their security because there are people who have a major interest in cracking the security of networks, the security of companies.
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I was bringing the whole music, hip-hop, art, break dancing and urban cultural thing to the downtown table.
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The one I tell everyone, the one I'm very, very proud of is 'Call Me Irresponsible.' Simply because I want to say and it's not as facetious as it sounds. It has five syllable words in it.
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There should be a law that no ordinary newspaper should be allowed to write about art. The harm they do by their foolish and random writing it would be impossible to overestimate - not to the artist, but to the public, blinding them to all but harming the artist not at all.
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The population is in a constant state of enforced dislocation. So let us hope that a totally new culture will come out of this.
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I'm really looking forward to the Hall of Fame ceremonies. It's going to be unbelievable - just crazy. I'm looking forward to thanking all the fans for inspiring me to go out there and play my best football each and every game.
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I got to work with Robert DeNiro once and it was a strange experience. Gwyneth Paltrow and I were doing Great Expectations movie together and we were complaining about what a mediocre film experience it was. DeNiro showed up on set and all of a sudden the director got better, the director of photography got better - everybody got more interested and excited. DeNiro isn't waiting for other people to create the environment that he wants, he brings it along with him.
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Typography extended its character to the regulation and fixations of languages. (p. 260)
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How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
