Lewis Carroll Quotes
Is all our Life, then, but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream?Bowed to the earth with bitter woe Or laughing at some raree-show We flutter idly to and fro.Man's little Day in haste we spend, And, from its merry noontide, send No glance to meet the silent end.
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I still call Texas home. It is where I spent most of my life growing up.
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I'm a light sleeper. I've never been one of those people who can put their head down and suddenly everything disappears. Nighttime is the time I get most scared, anxious or worried. In those darker moments before waking or sleeping is when I feel most, I don't know, I can turn on myself, and my imagination can take me dark places.
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The game of life is a game of boomerangs. Our thoughts, deeds and words return to us sooner or later with astounding accuracy.
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If I don't fight McGregor, I still have a good life.
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Canada is a big part of my life.
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The best thing about being immensely wealthy is not having to be in any particular place at any particular time doing a particular task you don't want to do.
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As delicate as 'Guy and Madeline' was, it was important that 'Whiplash' come off as more of a fever dream.
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In my life, I've never really listened to when people start forming opinions on how you should be doing things.
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He was a sociologist; he had got into an intellectual muddle early on in life and never managed to get out.
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When I graduated from Parsons School of Design, the dean at that time said I would never be a designer. Obviously I didn't listen.
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I had a lot of times with Wales as well when we were getting beat - and beaten well - and you learn to deal with it. You learn that next time it happens, you roll your sleeves up and give everything for the team.
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I love being a mom. But there's a certain kind of tedium to your life when your kid is young. Writing allows you to wander when your kid is napping in a crib ten feet away. So that's the great joy of writing fiction for me.
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The future is keeping you out of the present time.
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It only took one text message to change my life. That's when I discovered my loving husband had been unfaithful. His infidelities ended our marriage.
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I have been playing acoustic music for a very long time, and it's something that I am very comfortable doing, so if I made a record, it would probably be a mixture of that and some other things that I'm interested in.
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But the good news was that my elder sister refused to get married straight away and I couldn't get married until she did so I had the licence to go off and dream.
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Over the years, I had nurtured the hope to be able to fly; to handle a machine as it rose higher and higher in the stratosphere was my dearest dream.
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I lived in Norway and Texas when I was a kid.
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I have never been bored an hour in my life. I get up every morning wondering what new strange glamorous thing is going to happen and it happens at fairly regular intervals. Lady Luck has been good to me and I fancy she has been good to everyone. Only some people are dour, and when she gives them the come hither with her eyes, they look down or turn away and lift an eyebrow. But me, I give her the wink and away we go.
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I think the American Dream says that anything can happen if you work hard enough at it and are persistent, and have some ability. The sky is the limit to what you can build, and what can happen to you and your family.
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Nobody would be an actor if he/she were not charming at some level.
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I choose material instinctually - at the heart of it are characters that I feel are fresh and original, and allow for an opportunity to, I suppose, explore uncharted ground.
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What is to be done? We who are still half alive, living in the often fibrillating heartland of a senescent capitalism -- can we do more than reflect the decay around and within us? Can we do more than sing our sad and bitter songs of disillusion and defeat?
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Is all our Life, then, but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream?Bowed to the earth with bitter woe Or laughing at some raree-show We flutter idly to and fro.Man's little Day in haste we spend, And, from its merry noontide, send No glance to meet the silent end.
