Charles Dickens Quotes
She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful.
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I love surfing more than cricket, more interesting and you meet great people.
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At some point, you grow out of being attracted to that flame that burns you over and over and over again.
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I figure the faster I pedal, the faster I can retire.
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When I was twelve, I started reading Eudora Welty, Thomas Wolfe, Flannery O'Connor, James Agee, and - do we dare breathe the name - William Faulkner.
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I am the son of peasants and I know what is happening in the villages. That is why I wanted to take revenge, and I regret nothing.
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Children are apt to live up to what you believe of them.
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The real bombs are my books, not me.
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I did every job under the sun from bartending to ushering to temping.
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You make knowledge relevant to life and you make it important for children to learn things that will really relate to things going on in their lives, and not abstract.
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Stories are like that. Like cities, they are built on the stones and bones of the past.
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I saw an interview that I did with someone, and I was horrified by it. And I said to my wife, 'This is unbearable how I talk.'
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Giving people some kind of control over what they do is important. Human beings don't do their best work under conditions of control.
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When I'm in 'Man vs. Wild' mode, it's not pleasure. Every sensor is firing and I'm on reserve power all the time and I'm digging deep - and that's the magic of it as well, and that's raw and it's great.
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One of the most effective tools that the Cheney-Bush junta has used to marginalize dissenting or even mildly inquisitive American citizens has been the accusation of being unpatriotic.
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Judicial judgment must take deep account of the day before yesterday in order that yesterday may not paralyze today.
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I think the reason they cast me as the good girls is because they couldn't find any in Hollywood.
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Great effort springs naturally from great attitude.
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I have a scar on my right arm from my ex-husband. He was cooking and he had a hot pot and he turned around and went right into my arm.
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Writers are so important.
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The Cemetery of Forgotten Books is a metaphor, not just for books but for ideas, for language, for knowledge, for beauty, for all the things that make us human, for collecting memory.
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Without her glasses Vivian did look a little frightening. She had tight sinewy strappy muscles and a face that was hardened and almost brutal - a face that might have been chiseled by a sculptor who had fallen out of love with the idea of beauty.
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She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful.
