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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When I was a boy, my older brothers listened to Earth, Wind & Fire and Kool and the Gang. When I would try to get into their room, they would close the door and say, 'You can't hear that. It's not for a child!' Now, I can listen to it and enjoy it.
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The dream world of sleep and the dream world of music are not far apart. I often catch glimpses of one as I pass through a door to the other, like encountering a neighbor in the hallway going into the apartment next to one’s own. In the recording studio, I would often lie down to nap and wake up with harmony parts fully formed in my mind, ready to be recorded. I think of music as dreaming in sound.
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Do it now! can affect every phase of your life. It can help you do the things you should do but don't feel like doing. It can keep you from procrastinating when an unpleasant duty faces you. But it can also help you do those things that you want to do. It helps you seize those precious moments that, if lost, may never be retrieved.
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I think the original, 'They're the next Jane's Addiction' things that people said about us in the beginning have been pretty much wiped out.
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One of the reasons I like Barthes more than other writers of that ilk is because he had a literary quality.
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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.
