Edward Lear Quotes
On a little heap of BarleyDied my aged uncle Arly,And they buried him one night;-Close beside the leafy thicket;-There, his hat and Railway-Ticket;-There, his ever-faithful Cricket;-(But his shoes were far too tight.)
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The economics of being a playwright are abysmal. I like to think of the work I do out in Hollywood as a way to actually make a life in the theater easier.
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God is not something I think about but something I experience as an energy, a Presence. I do find it easier to pray to a female Presence or an androgynous Presence.
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As you know with the Arab Spring, there were no dividends.
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I know having a Jason Bourne all alone in a field firing at bad guys is much more dramatic, but it's not real.
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The college years are when you sow all your wild oats and become a vampire. By 40, you've lived it up. At least, you hope.
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Right now I'm so old that if I had a big gush of money, I don't know what I'd do with it. I don't travel anymore. I don't need anything, don't want anything. I'd give it to my son, I guess, and let him enjoy it.
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One thing you can't intend is how you will be read. I hear it said a lot that my books are about the 'search for identity', and this is said admiringly, as if I meant to encourage such a search.
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There is evidence that some of al Qaeda's nuclear efforts over the years met with swindles and false leads.
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I am part of a team organising an Emma Hamilton exhibition for the National Maritime Museum for 2016, and the amount of planning is a revelation - borrowing from museums and collections all over the world.
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For people who think of chicken as the meat choice of those-who-don't-really-like-meat, brining a bird will be a revelation.
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Oh my God, Betty White is actually everything that you would expect her to be like.
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I certainly used to wish that I was skinny, lighter-skinned, with long, pretty hair. But only because I used to get made fun of for being the absolute opposite. I didn't see all of that stuff as the American Dream. I just wanted to look normal. Now that I'm older, I really do feel like I am a beautiful girl.
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Booksellers are the bartenders of the reading world. People share thoughts and interests they keep private from others in their lives.
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Being called a conscious rapper is quite a compliment. It's a great thing to be. But as an artist, my nature is to not be in a box.
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Music is pretty intimate stuff and I can only work with very few people: Gonzalez being one, Mocky being another and, on a completely different level, Broken Social Scene. With Broken Social Scene it's not one-on-one, it's a one-on-12. It's very healthy, very comfortable, like a big pot luck supper among old friends.
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You'd be surprised how addicting high self-esteem is.
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'A Different World' didn't have the blazing success that 'Cosby' had, but it was on for seven seasons, and we got a lot of awards, and a lot of faces came out of that show and have had great careers.
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According to the situation, your role changes in one-day cricket, especially in a phase like the Powerplay. If I bowl four spells, four times I will be playing a different role. If I come in the first Powerplay, and say the opposition are 70 for no loss after 10 overs, I will be looking to take a wicket.
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The loneliness of a one night stand is hard to take.
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Day turned to night, His friends scattered and death thought it had won. But heaven just started counting to three.
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Giving a 10-year mandatory minimum for a second offense fist fight is not going to reduce the chance that someone will be stabbed 16 times when you are not funding any of the programs that are desperately needed to actually reduce juvenile crime.
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It can be considered a rule that the probable duration of an Empire may be prognosticated by the degree to which its rulers believe in their own propaganda.
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When the three branches of government have failed to represent the citizenry and the mass of the media has failed to represent the citizenry, then the citizenry better represent the citizenry.
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On a little heap of BarleyDied my aged uncle Arly,And they buried him one night;-Close beside the leafy thicket;-There, his hat and Railway-Ticket;-There, his ever-faithful Cricket;-(But his shoes were far too tight.)
