James Taylor Quotes
Now, the smoke fills the airIn this honky-tonk bar.And I'm thinking 'bout where I'd rather be.But I burned all my bridges;I sank all my ships.And I'm stranded at the edge of the sea.
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I'm guilty of it myself, sort of thinking, 'Classic novels: snoozeville.' But there is a huge amount of wonderful material.
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I've never been all that interested or aware of what people are thinking about me or saying about me. I think that has kept me safest and sanest.
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The good part is if I play a solid round of golf, it will be very hard for the others to beat me. And that's all I'm thinking about.
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The juvenile sea squirt wanders through the sea searching for a suitable rock or hunk of coral to cling to and make its home for life. For this task, it has a rudimentary nervous system. When it finds its spot and takes root, it doesn't need its brain anymore so it eats it!
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We're animals. We're born like every other mammal and we live our whole lives around disguised animal thoughts.
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It might sound like I'm a dreamer, but economic models have reached their height of evolution. Technology has evolved. What hasn't evolved is mankind's spirituality; everything is from 3,000 years ago. With spirituality comes morals, a better way of thinking.
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I have a birthmark on the inside of my left knee that resembles an upside-down sea horse.
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Can anything good come of a backward way of thinking like judging someone based on skin color? No way.
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I went on tour with Beyonce before. I wouldn't mind doing something with her.
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The answer is, who you are cannot be defined through thinking or mental labels or definitions, because it's beyond that. It is the very sense of being, or presence, that is there when you become conscious of the present moment. In essence, you and what we call the present moment are, at the deepest level, one.
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I'm scared of the water, and I hate the sea. I'd be all right if it was clear and I could see what was underneath. But it's the not knowing what's there that freaks me out.
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I pray to God I get inside a girl's head one day and see what in the WORLD they are thinking.
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When I'm working, I have a hard time switching off, and when I'm not working, I have a hard time thinking of ever wanting to work again.
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I believe that Orthodoxy has been thinking lately, and despite other impressions, that we can't have full sacramental communion if we don't first have a fundamental agreement on the question of the primacy, that still isn't there.
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Much of the traditional thinking about cash is well intentioned but unrealistic. Should you have six months of living expenses in the bank for emergencies? Sure. Do you? Probably not.
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I like fishing. Not actual fishing - I like the peace and quiet of being at sea. It's different.
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Whenever I go on a ride, I'm always thinking of what's wrong with the thing and how it can be improved.
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As a former writer for the 'National Lampoon,' I've probably contributed to the sea of sarcasm in which we live.
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I made myself a little boatAnd launched it on the sea ;And into the wide world went forthTo see what there might be.
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It’s not impossible my dear. It’s just a very remarkable coincidence - and remarkable coincidences do happen.
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While Catholics usually paint the Savior suffering, Mormon artists tend to depict Him as a rugged Idaho mountain man – the kind of Jesus you wouldn’t mind dating. In this particular picture he was healing a blonde child, because blondes were big in Jerusalen in 33 A.D.
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When that ineffable compound of depression, sadness (these two are not the same), anxiety, self-hatred, sense of failure and fear for the future begins to steal over you, start telling yourself that what you have is a hangover. You are not sickening for anything, you have not suffered a minor brain lesion, you are not all that bad at your job, your family and friends are not leagued in a conspiracy of barely maintained silence about what a s**t you are, you have not come at last to see life as it really is and there is no use crying over spilt milk.
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Now, the smoke fills the airIn this honky-tonk bar.And I'm thinking 'bout where I'd rather be.But I burned all my bridges;I sank all my ships.And I'm stranded at the edge of the sea.
