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Esselle Quotes By Errol Flynn

I am convinced of the validity of contradiction. There are many worlds. Each is true, at its time, in its own fashion — Errol Flynn

Esselle Quotes By Roman Payne

In my errant life I roamed
to learn the secrets of women and men,
of gods and dreams.
I lived in wealth and poverty,
in fame and calamity.
I saw every country of our world,
I lived a thousand lives.
Many lives I spent, other lives I squandered,
for in my life I never traveled, all I did was wander. — Roman Payne

Esselle Quotes By Leonard Cohen

A rat is more alive than a turtle.
A turtle is slow, cold, mechanical, nearly a toy, a shell with legs. Their deaths didn't count. But a white rat is quick and warm in its envelope of skin — Leonard Cohen

Esselle Quotes By Joe Abercrombie

Monza never had understood why getting out a tit or two made for a better painting. But painters seemed to think it did, so tits is what you got. — Joe Abercrombie

Esselle Quotes By Ronald Reagan

The first rule of a bureaucracy is to protect the bureaucracy. If the people running the welfare program had let their clientele find other ways of making a living, that would have reduced their importance and their budget. — Ronald Reagan

Esselle Quotes By Roland Barthes

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Tonight I came back to the hotel alone; the other has decided to return later on. The anxieties are already here, like the poison already prepared (jealousy, abandonment, restlessness); they merely wait for a little time to pass in order to be able to declare themselves with some propriety. I pick up a book and take a sleeping pill, "calmly." The silence of this huge hotel is echoing, indifferent, idiotic (faint murmur of draining bathtubs); the furniture and the lamps are stupid; nothing friendly that might warm ("I'm cold, let's go back to Paris). Anxiety mounts; I observe its progress, like Socrates chatting (as I am reading) and feeling the cold of the hemlock rising in his body; I hear it identify itself moving up, like an inexorable figure, against the background of the things that are here. — Roland Barthes