Elizabeth Cady Stanton Quotes
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I get recognized so much. It happens mostly when I'm in Starbucks.
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My chief identity, to my mind, was not 'writer' but 'college dropout.'
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Win pretty, win ugly, just win.
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I take no credit at all. This is a talented team with a real desire to follow a specific style of play.
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I hate the telephone. I think the lowest circle of hell is reserved for Alexander Graham Bell.
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She that asks Her dear five hundred friends, contemns them all, And hates their coming.
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We are natural partners [with Japan] in the world and the Far East, but the absence of a peace treaty does not allow us to develop the full range of our relations. Therefore, we will naturally strive to sign this treaty.
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Nature does nothing in vain when less will serve; for Nature is pleased with simplicity and affects not the pomp of superfluous causes.
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The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
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My chest hurts...It hurts. The sound of his name is like a knife in my heart.
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Well, the good news is that there's quite a lot of cynicism about major labels within radio and the press. I think they have been largely disillusioned by the manner in which the record companies have developed music.
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Hollywood is a place where a man can get stabbed in the back while climbing a ladder.
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You can't tell a writer they should just be more confident.
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The long procession of men flickered before her like faces on cards quickly riffled—blurred, two-dimensional. Only their desire for her mattered.
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What has appealed to me most in Tolstoy's life is that he practiced what he preached and reckoned no cost too great in his pursuit of truth.
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Everyone has a spectrum of masculinity and femininity inside them. In every individual, a war of misogyny is raging. Every man is repressing and oppressing the femininity within themselves, raising up male values as governing values. Because that's what we've been taught to do, just as every woman has. Misogyny isn't just something that affects women. It affects men.
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Forged in the fires of human passion, choking on the fumes of human rage, with these out hells and our heavens, so few inches apart, we must be awfully small, and not as strong as we think we are.
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How long will the heathens rage?
