Alfred Austin Quotes
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The earth is my altar, the sky is my dome, mind is my garden, the heart is my home and I'm always at home - yea, I'm always at Om.
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You rarely get satisfaction sitting in an easy chair. If you work in a garden on the other hand, and it yields beautiful tomatoes, that's a good feeling.
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My works are an imitation of my own past and present.
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Some of the regrets I've had about my own career are things I have not done that I should have done. More than some of the things that I've done.
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I have become a prisoner of the peace movement. But you can't say that the termination is coming and then say that you are going back to your own garden to dig.
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I definitely feel more comfortable in my own skin since turning 40.
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Planning a garden, park, building, or city shouldn't be done in an office.
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I have my own studio down in Miami.
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I really have no preference between TV and film. I think that each individual project is its own thing and has a very different style.
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I am the commander in chief of the United States armed forces, and Iraq is gonna have to ultimately provide for its own security.
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Peace is its own reward.
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The perceptions of middle age have their own luminosity.
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I tend to resist invitations to interpret my own fiction.
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Granny beads are what they're called when a grandma works the garden all day - you always see them - they have a handkerchief around their neck with a lot of dust on them, and then the sweat will go down and make these black beads of sweat and dirt around their neck. And that's what they call granny beads.
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The only living works are those which have drained much of the author's own life into them.
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Among the world's 500 largest companies, not one has completely relied on its own growth to develop.
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There were times when I thought I would never own a car.
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We must confront our own racism. Discriminatory housing and employment policies are nothing more than institutionalised racism.
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I hate the past - especially my own past.
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It started at one thirty on a cold Tuesday morning in January when Martin Turner, Street performer and, in his own words, apprentice gigolo, tripped over a body in front of the West Portico of St. Paul's at Covent Garden. Martin, who was none too sober himself, at first thought the body was that of one of the many celebrants who had chosen the Piazza as a convenient outdoor toilet and dormitory. Being a seasoned Londoner, Martin gave the body the "London once-over" - a quick glance to determine whether this was a drunk, a crazy or a human being in distress. The fact that it was entirely possible for someone to be all three simultaneously is why good-Samaritanism in London is considered an extreme sport - like BASE jumping or crocodile wrestling. Martin, noting the good quality coat and shoes, had just pegged the body as a drunk when he noticed that it was in fact missing its head.
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'Science Fiction, 1938' Nebula Winners 14 (1980) edited by Frederick J. Pohl, p. 97
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Know where to find the information and how to use it - That's the secret of success.
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No one can rightly call his garden his own unless he himself made it.
