David Bowie (David Robert Jones) Quotes
Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress. Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess. Rebel, rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so.
David Bowie
Quotes to Explore
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I fear that I won't work in the theatre again. I'm sad about that. But I won't retire.
Maggie Smith
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Republicans and blacks had an unlikely alliance around 'max black' after the 1990 census. By concentrating black voters in some districts, the strategy elected a record number of black congressmen in 1992. But the remaining 'bleached' districts were more likely to elect white Republicans.
Adam Cohen
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In science, technology, engineering and mathematics, men far outnumber women in the classroom and the boardroom.
Weili Dai
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I am really passionate about my career and my music and I am so lucky to be able to do what I do for a job, so for all the early morning starts and long days, I could never trade it all in.
Rachel Stevens
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Only the really young are fearless, have the optimism, the romanticism to take unimaginable risks.
Olivia Wilde
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I don't always wear underwear. When I'm in the heat, especially, I can't wear it. Like, if I'm wearing a flower dress, why do I have to wear underwear?
Naomi Campbell
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I am sure that the party system is right and necessary. There must be some scum.
A. P. Herbert
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Through these fields of destructionBaptisms of fireI've witnessed your sufferingAs the battles raged higherAnd though they hurt me so badIn the fear and alarmYou did not desert meMy brothers in arms.
Mark Knopfler
Dire Straits
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Far from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes and vain desires, Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires.
Jane Taylor
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I propose,” replied Jack, “that we shall undress ourselves, rub ourselves entirely over with charcoal and grease, so that they shall not recognise us, and dash in and carry the girl off by a coup de main. In which case it will, of course, be neck or nothing, and a tremendous race to the cave, where, if they follow us, we will keep them at bay with our rifles.” “Umph!
R. M. Ballantyne
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Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress. Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess. Rebel, rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so.
David Bowie