Anthony Doerr Quotes
We live through life, but we live through art, too. And in art, as in life, nothing is generalized. No one thing is a copy of the next. Everything is individual.
Anthony Doerr
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Seventh and eighth grade? That's the worst. I think it's the lowest point of life. All I remember is painful acne and terrible clothes. And lots of getting dumped.
Sam Jaeger
Somebody said to me this morning, 'To what do you attribute your longevity?' I don't know. I mean, I couldn't have planned my life out better. By all accounts I should be dead! The abuse I put my body through: the drugs, the alcohol, the lifestyle I've lived the last 30 years!
Ozzy Osbourne
Black Sabbath
It's funny, because I've never thought of myself as a Hispanic actor, like in 'American Gangster,' I'm playing an Italian. I've always been fortunate enough to have been allowed to play all these diverse roles.
Yul Vazquez
Discomfort levels in our societies are rising, or so it would seem. In theory, we invoke diversity and tolerance. But in real life, we raise our hackles and withdraw into ourselves.
Tariq Ramadan
'Fallen Too Far' was my first NYT bestseller. That changed my life.
Abbi Glines
Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.
Pablo Picasso
No matter what age you are, or what your circumstances might be, you are special, and you still have something unique to offer. Your life, because of who you are, has meaning.
Barbara De Angelis
Life is a sexually transmitted disease and the mortality rate is one hundred percent.
R. D. Laing
The naked mole is, like, the ugliest freakin' creature in the world. It is so radically, unbelievably disgusting. And the star-nosed mole is also. It looks like it snorted a firecracker. They live way underground, and to get footage of them is basically impossible.
Ze Frank
Life is not an exact science, it is an art.
Samuel Butler
Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers.
Hans Christian Andersen
It was a meditation on life, love, old age, death: ideas that had often fluttered around her head like nocturnal birds but dissolved into a trickle of feathers when she tried to catch hold of them.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez