Luis Alberto Urrea Quotes
When I was a little boy in Tijuana, it was wonderland. We left when I was probably four - I was dying of tuberculosis.
Luis Alberto Urrea
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I played small forward on the basketball team. I also ran the 300 hurdles.
Gabriel Luna
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As I lay so sick on my bed, from Christmas till March, I was always praying for poor ole master. 'Pears like I didn't do nothing but pray for ole master. 'Oh, Lord, convert ole master;' 'Oh, dear Lord, change dat man's heart, and make him a Christian.'
Harriet Tubman
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Sometimes I get emotional when I'm doing 'Lonesome Valley' or 'Wildwood Rose.'
Carlene Carter
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The history of business has shown that companies usually only regulate themselves if they're forced to by legislation, or out of self-interest - often in the shape of a marketable message that will help sell more products.
Maelle Gavet
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That's the mark of a great storyteller, never to give away secrets in advance.
Ian McDiarmid
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I don't cry at books or movies. Ever. So imagine my shock and awe when I read 'The Time Traveler's Wife' for the second time, and I knew the ending, and I started to cry.
Maggie Stiefvater
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No amount of gym time will make you feel beautiful if you don't feel it on the inside.
Dan Amboyer
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I went to Wellesley College, and it was really hard for me to get a job after I graduated. I would go into places where I would not see any black people at all in Boston - like, zero. And then in publishing in New York City, it was pretty much the same. I knew that it wasn't about the value of my work.
Chirlane McCray
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We culturally decided, as the personal computer came in, that it was for the boys.
Megan Smith
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I spent a day in a neck brace on a hospital trolley after falling from a horse and cart in Ireland. All the nurses thought I was a traveler, which made me laugh. Who else comes into a hospital saying they've fallen off a horse and cart?
Jasmine Guinness
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Now as they were going along and talking, they espied a Boy feeding his Father’s Sheep. The Boy was in very mean Cloaths, but of a very fresh and well-favoured Countenance, and as he sate by himself he sung. Hark, said Mr Greatheart, to what the Shepherd’s boy saith. So they hearkened, and he said-
John Bunyan
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When I was a little boy in Tijuana, it was wonderland. We left when I was probably four - I was dying of tuberculosis.
Luis Alberto Urrea