Marcel Proust Quotes
The features of our face are hardly more than gestures which force of habit has made permanent. Nature, like the destruction of Pompeii, like the metamorphosis of a nymph, has arrested us in an accustomed movement.
Marcel Proust
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Being brave enough to just be unapologetic for who you are, that's a goddess.
Banks
We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
Walter Savage Landor
The goal of NIH research is to acquire new knowledge to help prevent, detect, diagnose, and treat disease and disability, from the rarest genetic disorder to the common cold.
Ike Skelton
Doubt yourself and you doubt everything you see. Judge yourself and you see judges everywhere. But if you listen to the sound of your own voice, you can rise above doubt and judgment. And you can see forever.
Nancy Lopez
Family is extremely important, and home is wherever they're waiting for you. No matter where you are, if you have great support, that's all that matters.
Sammi Hanratty
There are certain things that I do - I don't eat chicken or pork. I stay away from red meat a lot; I eat fish most of the time. I think it makes me feel cleaner, not just body wise. I feel good.
Larry Fitzgerald
The truest characters of ignorance are vanity and pride and arrogance.
Samuel Butler
I'd like to think, eight years ago, I was pretty humble and modest. But I think, with each year, you get more modest, more humble, more appreciative. The off the field tragedies put things in better perspective, but life happens to everybody, and I think we all just try to do the best we can.
Brett Favre
No person can escape Einsteinian relativity, and no soldier or veteran can escape the trauma of war's dislocation.
Joe Haldeman
I grew up in beautiful Carmel, California, and I have extremely sweet parents that always loved nature and animals. They instilled such an appreciation for beauty and kindness that it was inherent.
Alison Eastwood
Bork has essentially given up. I'm not ready to throw in the towel.
Antonin Scalia
The features of our face are hardly more than gestures which force of habit has made permanent. Nature, like the destruction of Pompeii, like the metamorphosis of a nymph, has arrested us in an accustomed movement.
Marcel Proust