Lauryn Hill Quotes
We should constantly be aspiring to reach higher and higher and higher. We should never be comfortable where we are.

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I always thought those World War II films with German people speaking English with German accents was weird.
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I like a guy who uses his hips when he's dancing.
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Sports is like a war without the killing.
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I want my legacy to be about the soccer, and if I can help people be happier in life in any capacity, awesome.
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When you take of a man's time, you've taken a part of his life.
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You have to be reasonable with yourself and not feel guilty when things aren't perfect.
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All sorts of artillery installations, rockets and tank units that are firing on civilians in Kosovo should be neutralized. If that means air strikes, then NATO should carry out air strikes.
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Singing is my main goal, and I think philosophy will help me write songs.
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As the spiritual leader of six million people, the Dalai Lama can be credited with a significant renunciation of the authority of tradition - of the conventional politics of national self-interest as well as of religion.
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Meanwhile, among all its countless other effects upon human culture, Starglider had brought to its climax a process that was already well under way. It had put an end to the billions of the words of pious gibberish with which apparently intelligent men had addled their minds for centuries.
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I've always loved life, and I've never known what's ahead. I love not knowing what might be round the corner. I love serendipity.
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Music is music; you can't change rock and say well this is punk rock and this is acid rock or rockabilly.
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I am a brush, the car is my track and the artist my canvas.
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Sometimes you can’t let go of the past without facing it again.
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Vanity is my favourite sin.
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I'm finally ready to own my own power, to say, "This is who I am." If you like it, you like it. And if you don't like it, you don't. So watch out; I'm gonna fly.
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Glory lies in the attempt to reach one's goal and not in reaching it.
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There is no tongue to speak his eulogy; Too brightly burned his splendour for our eyes: Far easier to condemn his injurers, Than for the tongue to reach his smallest worth. He to the realms of sinfulness came down, To teach mankind; ascending then to God, Heaven unbarred to him her lofty gates, To whom his country hers refused to ope. Ungrateful land, to its own injury Nurse of his fate! Well too does this instruct, That greatest ills fall to the perfectest. And 'midst a thousand proofs, let this suffice, That, as his exile had no parallel, So never was there man more great than he.