Augustus Quotes
We write our names in the sand: and then the waves roll in and wash them away.
Augustus
Quotes to Explore
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I just realized quite early on that I'm not going to be the type who can write a novel every two years. I think you need to feel an urgency about the act. Otherwise, when you read it, you feel no urgency, either. So I don't write unless I really feel I need to, and that's a luxury.
Zadie Smith
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I really tend to write in retrospect.
Randy Houser
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I like to have interesting things to write about. And when one says something is 'interesting,' one almost always means 'bad.'
P. J. O'Rourke
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Even these stars, which seem so numerous, are as sand, as dust - or less than dust - in the enormity of the space in which there is nothing.
Carl Sagan
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If you love something - and there are things that I love - you do want more and more and more of it, but that's not the way to produce good work. So as an author, I need to write what I need to write.
Joanne Rowling
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Every story I create, creates me. I write to create myself.
Octavia E. Butler
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By withdrawing from the Paris Agreement, the U.S. cedes power and influence to our rivals. If we retreat on our promises and cede leadership on climate issues, we lose credibility. Further, we lose the ability to hold other countries accountable for a broader range of issues.
Christine Todd Whitman
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It's very important to know the neighbor next door and the people down the street and the people in another race.
Maya Angelou
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I feel thankful to God, first and foremost, allowing me to enjoy this 'smell the roses' kind of thing.
Stevie Wonder
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Nut up and flipped in, than slipped the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims.
Bryon Anthony McCane II
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
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She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they were still dark-rimmed., haunted, and sad. Most of all though, they were familiar. The fact that we were in front of hundreds of strangers changed nothing at all. I'd spent a summer with those same eyes-scared, lost, confused-staring back at me. I would have known them anywhere.
Sarah Dessen
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We write our names in the sand: and then the waves roll in and wash them away.
Augustus