Lucius Accius Quotes
Many, whose hearts are conquered by acute spite, roll out balanced tales from their own heart, which do not balance when you weigh words against deeds.

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I don't see pitches down the middle anymore - not even in batting practice.
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I have to experience all the ghastly, bottomless depths for life for myself; it's for that reason that I went to war, and for that reason I volunteered.
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In 2005, I had one more year of college left, and I was taking a summer class in Barbados. I got discovered in the airport on my way back and started modeling at the beginning of my senior year at Bucknell.
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If you're in a dark place, you're there for a reason. And the only way to get through to those kids or to other people going through the same thing is really to meet them in that dark place and then slowly bring them to the light.
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Money is our madness, our vast collective madness.
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Ever since I can remember I was telling stories and had a huge interest in other people and what made them tick.
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The thing about travelling is that you work hard and play hard, but you can do all those things without your parents knowing.
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I was always very determined and ambitious, and I knew I would do something that would let me travel and stuff, but I didn't know really know what I would do to get there.
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A small pay discrepancy between men's and women's salaries for the same job may seem inconsequential. But over the years, salary discrimination adds up to a significantly smaller pension.
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Every teenager and everybody around the ages from 10 to 18 has to go through finding out who they are.
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I kept my babies fed. I could have dumped them, but I didn't. I decided that whatever trip I was on, they were going with me. You're looking at a real daddy.
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Michael Lewis has the amazing ability to take complex formulas and concepts and turn them into page-turners.
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And the idea of just wandering off to a cafe with a notebook and writing and seeing where that takes me for awhile is just bliss.
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My driving record is not exemplary, but I have never had a speeding ticket over 100 m.p.h. I can say that unequivocally.
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The culinary tradition in my family is very strong. My mother, a very wise woman, spent the better part of her life in a kitchen. It's a very strong part of her identity. I grew up there next to the fire.
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When people are in the midst of really heavy stuff and still have a sense of humor, I admire that.
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Of course, in the United States, which at the time was a very young country, there were also class distinctions. They weren't as pronounced, but they quickly evolved as well.
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I love playing a woman suffering, thinking about the choices that she's made and obviously wanting more. It's classic.
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The law against witches does not prove there be any; but it punishes the malice of those people that use such means to take away men's lives.
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I don't know; it's hard for me to understand people that want to get out there and protest on the first day we elect a new guy.
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I write because I like to make things and the only things I am good at making things with are words.
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A broken heart is such a shabby thing, like poverty and failure and the incurable diseases which are also deforming. I hate it and am ashamed of it, and I must somehow repair this heart and put it back into its normal condition, as a tough somewhat scarred but operating organ.
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Love doesn’t "grow." It doesn’t wait for you to discover it, it doesn’t fall like a gentle rain from the sky, it doesn’t tiptoe into your heart like a happy little bunny, and it doesn’t have a fucking thing to do with familiarity. Love is neither patient nor kind. Love attacks. It sneaks up like a pride of lions or a pack of hyenas and eats your heart out while you watch. Love is the bully on the playground who takes your lunch money and gives you a black eye in return, the arsonist who burns your house down with you in it, the witch who lures you into her home with candy and boils you alive for dinner. Love is raw, and violent, and instantaneous. You don’t fall in love; you get trampled by it.
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Many, whose hearts are conquered by acute spite, roll out balanced tales from their own heart, which do not balance when you weigh words against deeds.