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Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Carl Jung

Thank God I'm not a Jungian. — Carl Jung

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By John Cusack

Well, acting itself is a form of rebellion, always. Getting up there in front of people, telling stories - you're kind of going against the grain to begin with, wanting to do that, don't you think? Why else would you do it? Except maybe as kind of a way to affirm your very existence. — John Cusack

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Willow Madison

Would Boris like a naughty Natasha in his bed? — Willow Madison

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Brian Celio

I wish my nose would blow me for once. — Brian Celio

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Harper Lee

That's the one thing about here, the South, you've missed. You'd be amazed if you knew how many people are on your side, if side's the right word. You're no special case. The woods are full of people like you, but we need some more of you. She — Harper Lee

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Patricia Arquette

Love is a vulnerable thing. Falling in love is like a great drug. — Patricia Arquette

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Wolfgang Puck

You can eat an omelet at midnight, at lunchtime, all day long. It's perfect for every occasion. — Wolfgang Puck

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By Leo Tolstoy

They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox. — Leo Tolstoy

Being Metaphorically Blind Quotes By P.B. North

That evening we sat in the courtyard of the hotel once more, watching the sun sink below the western isles. I told Alexi what had happened that day. I fancied I could glimpse the grey stone wall of Lismore House on its island hilltop, the red light of the setting sun glinting from the windows, and from there the wasted frame of Jonathan Blake gazing out across the sea, on nothing, his boy waiting for him to die. But it was my fantasy, simply the image on my mind, like the image burned on to your eyes when you have stared too long at the sun, the passing footprint of a creature long gone. — P.B. North