Mariah Carey Quotes
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Windows 95 had its 20th anniversary last year, so we got our hands on an old system and showed it to teenagers who were not even alive in 1995. The results were pretty great and also makes you feel quite old.
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Nothing is given to you. You've got to work for it.
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Shall we carry a flag? It is a rival to Christ.
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I would not call it a difficult life, really. I just had a lot of challenges at a very young age.
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There's a thing in comedy where you take one step into a bad idea, but if you take 10, then it becomes a good idea again.
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If the market were way over priced, I wouldn't own any stocks.
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You can keep rummaging around until you find a song you like, but you can't predict whether it'll hit or not.
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You will fear the darkness only to the extent that you yourself are not providing light.
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For me, my rule in this industry is I've got to listen to my butterflies. So if I got butterflies, then those are the scripts I go after.
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My soul has painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.
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I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.
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Butterflies and zebras And moonbeams and fairy tales That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind.
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I do love beauty. I love beautiful tilings. I grow orchids and collect butterflies. But when it comes to relationships, you have to find the person inside.
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Musical ideas sprang to my mind like a flight of butterflies, and all I had to do was to stretch out my hand to catch them
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Beautiful thoughts flit across the brain, like butterflies in the sun's rays, and are as difficult to capture.
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...The simple little words came easily, fitting themselves to the tune that had come out of the harpsichord. It didn't seem to her that she made them up at all. It seemed to her that they flew in from the rose-garden, through the open window, like a lot of butterflies, poised themselves on the point of her pen, and fell off it on to the paper.
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There's nothing in the world so sad as talking to a man who never knew his life was his for making.
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It is godlike to unloose the spirit, and forget yourself in thought.
