Ludovico Ariosto Quotes
Dovea in memoria avere il signor mio,Che l'oro e 'l premio ogni durezza inchina;Ma, quando bisognò, l'ebbe in oblio,Ed ei si procacciò la sua ruina.
Ludovico Ariosto
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As someone who has had cancer, I learned that you don't have to die. Look at me. Because of early detection, I'm fine. I'm cured. I'm well.
Kate Jackson
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Be fond of the man who jests at his scars, if you like; but never believe he is being on the level with you.
Pamela Hansford Johnson
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You get so weak from eating pears that you fall down, and then they come and take you away on a stretcher.
Oliver Reed
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God does not die on the day when we cease to believe in a personal deity, but we die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason.
Dag Hammarskjold
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I pick my actors primarily based on my gut-feel. They could be rank newcomers or established stars, but if I feel they'll do justice to my characters, they are on. I think Bollywood is now looking towards Kollywood for new faces, and, to my mind, Suriya will be a very successful crossover star because he's very versatile.
Madhur Bhandarkar
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I once went on the most grueling radio tour. Living in hotel rooms, sleeping in the backs of rental cars as my mom drove to three different cities in one day.
Taylor Swift
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What I love about jazz is that it's full of legends, full of myths. It's an oral history because it started in New Orleans and Kansas City, under the radar.
Damien Chazelle
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There is one and the same soul in many bodies.
Plotinus
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Kelly, Kelly, Kelly. I love your voice man, you give me chills... Brilliant.
Randy Jackson
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Single mothers have as much to teach their children as married mothers and as much love to share--maybe more. Yet their motives are often labeled selfish and single-minded--never mind all the babies brought into the world to snag husbands, "save" faltering marriages or produce heirs.
Anne Cassidy
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Dovea in memoria avere il signor mio,Che l'oro e 'l premio ogni durezza inchina;Ma, quando bisognò, l'ebbe in oblio,Ed ei si procacciò la sua ruina.
Ludovico Ariosto