Yotam Ottolenghi Quotes
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Even if you can't relate to what I'm singing, I hope you can believe in it and see it as something that it is real.
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I'm just happy to be doing a job that I love.
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There are two things panic patients hate to do. They hate to take medication - and they hate to go to doctors. They hate to come to grips.
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I'm not well versed on the verbiage of the internet.
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I guess I probably make violent films partly because I can't express my anger in my real life very well.
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If a man can... make a better mousetrap, the world will make a beaten path to his door.
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Homophobia is manufactured in high schools, so it's probably useful to keep in mind that it really does bother people.
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I love science fiction. There are ways in which this community kept me and my partner alive through some very, very bad years, and I will always acknowledge that.
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The only hope I can see for the future depends on a wiser and braver use of the reason, not a panic flight from it.
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We measure our enjoyments by the sum expended.
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We must put together countries that produce drugs, countries that traffic, and countries that consume, and through this multilateral effort really stop the growing of crime.
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The 2009 stimulus law got the ball rolling, allowing the agency to reduce and eliminate fees and raise loan guarantees to 90 percent of the total. I knew that we had the opportunity to use S.B.A. products to fill that gap in a rapid manner, as we ended up doing in the Recovery Act.
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People would say, 'Can I hug you?' And I would say, 'Yes, you can hug me! We're fellow New Yorkers!'
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I would have preferred to keep both brands. But in the way (that) it developed, I am very satisfied.
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The poet is an untier of knots, and love without words is a knot, and it drowns.
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Doctors always think anybody doing something they aren't is a quack; also they think all patients are idiots.
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The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart.
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Happy indeed the poet of whom, like Orpheus, nothing is known but an immortal name! Happy next, perhaps, the poet of whom, like Homer, nothing is known but the immortal works. The more the merely human part of the poet remains a mystery, the more willing is the reverence given to his divine mission.
