Laurie Anderson Quotes
All of nature talks to me - if I could just figure out what it's saying - trees are swinging in the breeze. They're talking to me. Insects are rubbing their legs together. They're all talking. They're talking to me.
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This life will never be without storms. Stop fearing the storm. Build your inner shelter.
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Since one cannot educate adults, the word "education" has an evil sound in politics; there is a pretense of education, when the real purpose is coercion without the use of force.
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The object of music is a Sound. The end; to delight, and move various Affections in us.
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The day that music is taken for free by the majority is the day that the phrase "sell out" doesn't exist any more.
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How can you look at the Texas legislature and still believe in intelligent design?
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I never met him. But just growing up where Deacon Jones did, he motivated me to be great, showing the NFL was possible.
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Curiosity is essential for progress. Only when we look to worlds beyond our own can we really know if there's room for improvement.
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What you call freedom is still nothing but choosing how to steer straight into the heart of what chooses you.
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Train wreck, extremely fast train, but usually ends up derailed somehow.
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It's an exciting time to be in television, and it's a really exciting time to be on a Netflix show. I remember when Netflix first came out, I didn't quite understand the DVD thing and why my husband was mailing it back.
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Know yourself and go in swinging, if it hurts when you hit, it might be real, too.
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hanging out the window, Amber blew her a kiss. a lump the size of a fist clogged Heather's throat, while a breeze from th sea pushed her thick hair away from her face. tears trickled unchecked down her cheeks.
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The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering.
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Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. O these deliberate fools!
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Sometimes, I see myself standing on a beach, my bare feet buried in the wet sand. And there’s no one on the beach, just me, but I don’t feel alone. What I feel is alive. And it seems like the whole world belongs to me. The cool breeze whistles through my hair, and something tells me I have heard that song all my life. I’m watching the waves hit the sand, the ebb and flow of the waves crashing against the distant cliffs. The ocean is ever moving—and yet there is a stillness that I envy.
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For those who want some proof that physicists are human, the proof is in the idiocy of all the different units which they use for measuring energy.
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I'm dragging the audience to hell with me
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All of nature talks to me - if I could just figure out what it's saying - trees are swinging in the breeze. They're talking to me. Insects are rubbing their legs together. They're all talking. They're talking to me.
