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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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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When I was first swinging, it was a little more difficult left-handed to get my hand out and roll over.
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Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. O these deliberate fools!
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The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by. As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky.
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I have found, in short, from reading my own writing, that my subject in fiction is the action of grace in territory largely held by the devil.
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I tramped. When I was on the freight trains, I wasn't looking for work. I was looking to go from place to place without paying any money.
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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.
