Clive James (Vivian Leopold James) Quotes
My mother had naturally spiced the pudding with sixpences and threepenny bits, called zacs and trays respectively. Grandpa had collected one of these in the oesophagus. He gave a protracted, strangled gurgle which for a long time we all took to be the beginning of some anecdote.
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I don't like people cleaning my room.
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I'd really love to work with Quentin Tarantino. There's so many people that I'd love to work with, but there's something about Quentin, and one of my all-time favorite films is 'Kill Bill.' Something along those lines would be such a blast.
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I live a half mile from the San Andreas fault - a fact that bubbles up into my consciousness every time some other part of the world experiences an earthquake. I sometimes wonder whether this subterranean sense of impending disaster is at least partly responsible for Silicon Valley's feverish, get-it-done-yesterday work norms.
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FOR a long time the conviction has been dimly felt in the community that, without prejudice to existing institutions, the legal day of weekly rest might be employed to advantage for purposes affecting the general good.
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I love Winston Churchill; I think he had the grace of coming and the grace of leaving - when things were hard he was there, and when it was time to leave, he left.
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There is not a right too long denied to which we do not aspire in order to achieve; there is not a wrong too long endured that we are not determined to abolish.
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The work that we do during the winter is very important; we have a new bike and it's important to develop it during this time, and we start with this test.
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Real luxury is having the time to read endless stories in bed with my children. And I get that all the time. I'm so blessed.
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For an actor, a Mamet play is definitely on the list of things you hope to be a part of before it's time to exit.
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Every idea has its time.
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Consider well this fact: As long as the German people does not arise and use force directed by its own will, the assassination of the people will continue.
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What's funny in 'The Mayor of MacDougal Street' is how Dave Van Ronk talks a lot about the time and how exciting it was and how electric it was.
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Hamish and I rarely go to launches or parties any more but prefer to spend our time hanging out together.
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Even where friendship is concerned, it takes me a long time to trust people.
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Yes, the companionship is amazing. You know, you can get that physical attraction that happens is great, but then there's an awful lot of time and the rest of the day that you have to fill.
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I don't put a ton of time into my on-stage style, largely because I'm dumb about clothes. But I have friends who are very smart about clothes, and they teach me things. For the show, I'm mainly concerned with feeling comfortable, being able to jump around and get wild.
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It is necessary to try to pass one's self always; this occupation ought to last as long as life.
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The White House New Media team circulates multiple highlights each day of what people are looking for online - Twitter trending topics, popular Google searches, etc. - and it gives us a sense of what's breaking through, what isn't, and a sanity check for what the larger online population cares about at any given time.
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Traveling around the world during the World Cup in 2006, I was thinking, 'Wow, this is such an incredible and global event.'
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Whoever prays is certainly saved. He who does not is certainly damned. All the blessed have been saved by prayer. All the damned have been lost through not praying. If they had prayed they would not have been lost. And this is, and will be their greatest torment in hell: to think how easily they might have been saved, just by asking God for His grace, but that now it is too late - their time of prayer is gone.
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People are already on Match and already going to Starbucks on first dates.
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I was MARRIED for TWO FUCKING YEARS! Hell would be like Club Med!
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If a girl have beef with me, she gon' have beef with me forever.
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My mother had naturally spiced the pudding with sixpences and threepenny bits, called zacs and trays respectively. Grandpa had collected one of these in the oesophagus. He gave a protracted, strangled gurgle which for a long time we all took to be the beginning of some anecdote.
