Alexander Woollcott Quotes
Once in pre-war days, when curiously-bonneted women drivers were familiar sights at the taxi-wheels, I cried out to one in my dismay: 'Is there no speed limit in this mad city?''Oh, yes, monsieur,' she answered sweetly over her shoulder, 'but no one has ever succeeded in reaching it.'
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There can be no great courage where there is no confidence or assurance, and half the battle is in the conviction that we can do what we undertake.
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I thought I had to write literature and add my name to the list of great Southern storytellers. Fortunately for me, no one wanted to read any of those stories. They got rejected by everyone. Sometimes, I would get a note saying they liked the writing, but the story simply didn't work.
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There are times I think it might be nice to have deep-pocketed limited partners to provide me with some cushion. But I enjoy having no responsibilities except to myself, financially.
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I don't like it when people don't look me dead in the eye. I move my head around trying to catch their eye.
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I can go to a country song, go right into it and make it sound authentic. And I think that's because of my ear as an impressionist.
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You're going to have some ups and downs, so you have to prepare yourself to be ready. Those down moments come.
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It's understandable why TV hasn't been diverse because a lot of TV writers are white dudes from Harvard. And white dudes from Harvard aren't going to immediately want to write about trans issues. They're not immediately going to want to write about a Filipino family.
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Husbands never become good; they merely become proficient.
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In the five months I wrote the final draft of 'The Association of Small Bombs,' I never fell out of the book. The world was real to me: plausible and powerful.
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I knew I wanted to do something creative. I didn't think I'd have the luxury of doing something like that, because I didn't know anyone who had pursued anything they really adored, but I had dreams for singing or writing.
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I had rather have a plain, russet-coated Captain, that knows what he fights for, and loves what he knows, than that which you call a Gentle-man and is nothing else.
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We owe it to American taxpayers to make sure that contracts intended for small businesses go to small businesses.
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If I manage to leave my bedroom and get to the gym, that makes me feel good about myself! For me, the most difficult part is getting out of bed, but once I'm out, I really enjoy playing sports.
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The U.N.'s impartiality allows it to negotiate and operate in some of the toughest places in the world. And time and again, studies have shown that U.N. peacekeeping is far more effective and done with far less money than what any government can do on its own.
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I dropped chemistry. I practically blew up the lab in college.
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'Shadow Souls' pushes probably every border that you can.
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Sometime early in life, I developed the notion - one which I have never relinquished - that writing a novel is the very finest thing a person can do.
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Jazz infers a style, but creative music has a wider field and wider specification about it. We know it from people like Scott Joplin and on through Bessie Smith.
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I never liked the men I loved and never loved the men I liked.
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My worst memory is of my first dance lesson as a 14-year old in Prague. My mother put me in this silver and pink lame dress. My hair was all curled, and it was the first time I wore a garter belt. I felt so out of place!
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It's true that once a year I travel to Comic-Con... but there I can quickly lower the lights; I can show them the clips, introduce a few stars. And the spotlight is quickly off me.
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I'll always understand the Schadenfreude aspect to short-selling. I get that no one will always like it. I'm also convinced to the deepest part of my bones that short-selling plays the role of real-time financial watchdog. It's one of the few checks and balances in the market.
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You can only generate ideas when you put pencil to paper, brush to canvas... when you actually do something physical.
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Once in pre-war days, when curiously-bonneted women drivers were familiar sights at the taxi-wheels, I cried out to one in my dismay: 'Is there no speed limit in this mad city?''Oh, yes, monsieur,' she answered sweetly over her shoulder, 'but no one has ever succeeded in reaching it.'
