Confucius Quotes
Quotes to Explore
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Many fans were surprised when they learned that the little girl in drama 'Stairway To Heaven' was me.
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That's what film can do in a way that TV and other long-form storytelling can't. It gives you this very immersive moment.
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I can write all the way through the morning, when my mind is clear, and there are no distractions.
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I'm a religious man. I pray for Milky Way.
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To ancient Chinese fancy, the Milky Way was a luminous river, - the River of Heaven, - the Silver Stream.
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Natural resources must be so distributed, by way of auction or otherwise, that they serve a larger public purpose.
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Diplomacy is to do and say the nastiest things in the nicest way.
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The way it works at Julliard is that you just perform with people who are in your own class.
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I'm a huge hip hop fan going way back, like, back to '83. I had my Gemini mixer listening to Run-DMC and Kurtis Blow.
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I made my money in an honest way. And I have declared it all. By co-founding Infosys along with Mr. Murthy and others, I earned financially.
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Great indeed is the sublimity of the Creative, to which all beings owe their beginning and which permeates all heaven.
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My husband is not a jealous person in any way.
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Every individual has his own style, his own way of presenting himself on and off the field.
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The kingdom of heaven is like electricity. You don't see it. It is within you.
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If the gentleman has ability, he is magnanimous, generous, tolerant, and straightforward, through which he opens the way to instruct others.
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You see, I was never stage-struck the way most girls were.
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My center is giving way, my right is in retreat; situation excellent. I shall attack.
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When we moved to L.A., I started going out for more commercials, and then one day they emailed me a movie script. The first thing I said was, 'No way. I love commercials.'
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Entertainment has this way of resetting itself.
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Whenever we take away the liberties of those whom we hate we are opening the way to loss of liberty for those we love.
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Oh, what a catastrophe for man when he cut himself off from the rhythm of the year, from his unison with the sun and the earth. Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was a personal, merely personal feeling, taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun, and cut off from the magic connection of the solstice and the equinox!
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There is only one trait that makes the writer. He is always watching.
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Sincerity is the way of heaven.
