Edwin Hubbell Chapin Quotes
The night comes for the purpose of checking our busy employment, and introducing an interval of repose between the links of our action and our aspiration. It draws its dim curtain around the field of toil. It buries the objects of our handiwork in darkness, and involves them with uncertainty. It comes to the relief of the exhausted body and the tired brain. Our powers, harmonizing with the diurnal revolutions of the earth, fail with the failing light, and a merciful Providence casts around us this mantle of shadow, and snatches us from our occupation.
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Some people ask me, Do they put aging makeup on you? It's just this very nice street makeup.
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Nuclear power is not a miracle key for the future.
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But what I really like are old Hollywood movies. Very often I watch AMC.
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The biggest critics of my books are people who never read them.
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The glorification of sisters, mothers as the selfless Indian women who will do 'agni pariksha' and the one who sees her own betterment only in the betterment of their husbands and fathers, that has to stop. It's very regressive.
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Sometimes, poor people don't smell too good, so love can have no nose.
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Having competed themselves, my father and my uncle are very passionate about motorsport, so I inherited it from them.
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I always think I love work, and I knew early on that I wanted to be an actress. Then I meet people who have truly dedicated their lives to acting, and I realise that I'm so completely in the back seat.
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Não tenho ambições nem desejosSer poeta não é uma ambição minhaÉ a minha maneira de estar sozinho.
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I may not always love you But long as there are stars above you You never need to doubt it I'll make you so sure about it God only knows what I'd be without you…
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In the '90s there were these great end of the world movies like 'Armageddon' and 'Deep Impact'... I always liked the idea of what people on the ground are doing, not so much the people who are trying to stop the world from ending.
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About every four years, someone says to me, 'I've got a friend who looks exactly like you.' What can you say to this?
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I want to be competitive; I want to run all over - I want to win.
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For some reason, I'm constantly attacked on social media in terms of how I dress. I've never understood that. That's been very hard.
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One of the first things a British visitor to Southern California discovers is that he must have a car. Freeways. Bad public transport. I took driving lessons.
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I think I have stopped being nervous about the outcome of a film. The five consecutive flops in 1997 and the five consecutive hits in 1999 have mellowed me in many ways.
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I think England has served me very well. I like living in London for the reasons I gave. I have absolutely no intentions of cutting those ties. There is absolutely no reason to do so. Certainly not, so that I can have a swimming pool and a palm tree.
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I am saying voluntarily that I have sung for almost every religious group in the country, from Jewish and Catholic, and Presbyterian and Holy Rollers and Revival Churches, and I do this voluntarily.
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I’m different to how other pop artists look—at least I feel that way. I’m a bit different to what the pop girls are at the moment. I would love to see different kinds of women on the pop charts just making music because I’m super fed up with just seeing super pretty girls singing nice songs, you know?
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It is vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquillity: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.
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It's funny because the action figures are cool, and then I enjoy the magazines because that's me. Obviously, the fans are wonderful - they're so excited - but I'm not Rey, and people tend to not be able to differentiate the two.
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The truth is the middle class is not only stagnant but it is my fear that, without sustained and focused action, it is at risk of disappearing.
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The night comes for the purpose of checking our busy employment, and introducing an interval of repose between the links of our action and our aspiration. It draws its dim curtain around the field of toil. It buries the objects of our handiwork in darkness, and involves them with uncertainty. It comes to the relief of the exhausted body and the tired brain. Our powers, harmonizing with the diurnal revolutions of the earth, fail with the failing light, and a merciful Providence casts around us this mantle of shadow, and snatches us from our occupation.
