Peter Gabriel Quotes
Quotes to Explore
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When you put the pressure on yourself, it's not good. If you fight afraid to lose, you wind up not fighting that good.
Rafael dos Anjos
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I am a being of Heaven and Earth, of thunder and lightning, of rain and wind, of the galaxies.
Eden Ahbez
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China has an almost infinite need for energy, and frankly, the world would be better off if much of that need goes in the direction of wind power.
Iqbal Quadir
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I think higher education is over-regulated.
Lamar Alexander
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I had three attorneys dedicated solely to find the statistic of the number of missing Native American women on reservations. Any reservation, not just 'Wind River.' They don't exist. The federal government, which is responsible for the reservations, don't keep those stats.
Taylor Sheridan
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After the children grew up, I began to focus on my writing. My first books were part of a trilogy... The 'Wind Dance' trilogy.
Iris Johansen
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I am in love with old school funk and soul music. That's what I grew up listening to, and I want to bring that style back with my music. I love artists like Stevie Wonder, Donna Summer, Aretha Franklin, Michael Jackson, Earth, Wind, & Fire, Bruno Mars, Justin Timberlake, and more!
Raini Rodriguez
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Is 'The Wind in the Willows' a children's book? Is 'Alice in Wonderland?' Is 'Treasure Island?' These are masterpieces which we read with pleasure as children, but with how much more pleasure when we are grown-up.
A. A. Milne
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Does the damned fool want to be blown up? Well, blow him up then. Give him hell, Captain Morton- as hot as you've got it, too.
Nathan Bedford Forrest
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A buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the airThe monkey thought that everything was on the squareThe buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his backBut the monkey grabbed his neck and said - 'Now listen, Jack...' 'Straighten up and fly rightStraighten up and fly rightStraighten up and fly rightCool down, papa, don't you blow your top.'
Nat King Cole
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Eyes I dare not meet in dreamsIn death's dream kingdom´These do not appear:There, the eyes areSunlight on a broken columnThere, is a tree swingingAnd voices areIn the wind's singingMore distant and more solemnThan a fading star.
T. S. Eliot
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And the rest, all the rest. All the days and lights and winds and years that would have been, and that would not be, that should be and were not, because he was dead. Shot dead on the road, in the wind, at twenty-one. His mountains unclimbed, never to be climbed.
Ursula K. Le Guin
