Jean-Jacques Rousseau Quotes
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I think my numbers speak for themselves.
Jack Youngblood
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I don't really love to perform in music. Some people like it more, but it's not my thing so much, but just the writing, when you get the lyric, and the lyric just goes just the right way, or you find the right bridge that takes you to the solo, and those moments are tremendous, and it's difficult to portray.
Pardis Sabeti
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There are many reasons I feel at home in the U.K., but if I were asked to pinpoint the moment I knew I'd arrived, it might well be when I realised the British shared my love of fritters.
Yotam Ottolenghi
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Science progresses best when observations force us to alter our preconceptions.
Vera Rubin
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Whenever I'm in Des Moines, I always make a trip to Manhattan Deli for a sandwich. I spent a lot of time there when I was going to college at Drake, so it's usually my one 'go-to' food stop when I'm in town.
Zach Johnson
The Fray
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In writing a series of stories about the same characters, plan the whole series in advance in some detail, to avoid contradictions and inconsistencies.
L. Sprague de Camp
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We now enter a new age of American history, and the question to be answered is this: Will we restore the republic our forefathers created, or will we allow it to be annihilated by those who hate America, its history, and all it stands for?
Augustus Sol Invictus
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In my household growing up in Fayetteville, N.C., music was the great communicator between my parents and me.
Brian Tyree Henry
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My style is a bit of what I like to call chic-casual. It is easy and comfortable.
Anushka Sharma
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Maybe our work appeals to some people more than others. But the opportunities that I present to my colleagues are completely uninfluenced by gender, race, sexual orientation, or religion.
Bjarke Ingels
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At least, not in this country,' she added after a moment's thought. 'In China it's a little different. Once I saw a Chinaman in Shanghai. His ears were so big he could use them for a raincoat. When it rained, he just crept in under his ears and was warm and snug as could be. Not that the ears had such a rattling good time of it, you understand. If it was specially bad weather, he'd invite friends and acquaintances to pitch camp under his ears too. There they sat, singing their sorrowful songs while it poured down outside.
Astrid Lindgren
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What good would it be to possess the whole universe if one were its only survivor?
Jean-Jacques Rousseau
