Marianne Williamson Quotes
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The essence of a general's job is to assist in developing a clear sense of purpose to keep the junk from getting in the way of important things.
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It takes less land to grow a pound of broccoli than it does a pound of beef. Less land to grow a pound of grain than a pound of beef. Less water, less energy.
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It isn't enough to love people because they're good to you, or because in some way or other you're going to get something by it. We have to love because we love loving.
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I'm not terribly conversant with children's literature in general. I tend to read books for adults, being an adult.
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I have no idea what that is, but yawn, anyway, just on principle. Eat up. Pancakes is brain food. Apparently not grammar food. Wow.You college girls are mean.
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And the pain is too much it's too much it's too much and my hands are on my head and I'm rearing back and my mouth is open in a never-ending wordless wail of all the blackness that's inside me. And i fall back into it.
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If friends disappoint you over and over, that's in large part your own fault. Once someone has shown a tendency to be self-centered, you need to recognize that and take care of yourself; people aren't going to change simply because you want them to.
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Work my hands in the soil, what's the pay for all the toil? Dust for blood, dust for blood, dust for blood.
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We're always looking for something.
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There are two indices of genuine art: it is inimitable and it is ineffable.
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The ant is knowing and wise, but he doesn't know enough to take a vacation.
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He who assists the wicked will in time rue it.
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I'd think,'In a relationship, we should never have his kind of fight.' Then, instead of figuring out how to make it work, I looked for a way to get out of it. The truth is, you shouldn't be married if your that kind of person.
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It would have been impossible, completely and entirely, for any woman to have written the plays of Shakespeare in the age of Shakespeare.
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Every idea must have a visible enfolding.
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And so they are ever returning to us, the dead. At times they come back from the ice more than seven decades later and are found at the edge of the moraine, a few polished bones and a pair of hobnailed boots.
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We are effectively destroying ourselves by violence masquerading as love.
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The more species we look at, the more, frankly, we find that humans are not exceptional here.
