Godefroid Montmirail Quotes & Sayings
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Usually when I am in a movie that is about to come out, if people don't love it, that is fine - I can handle it. — Melanie Lynskey

The old are often forgotten. Life moves on without a care for those who wish to remain in the past. We tend to talk too much because it's rare that we're listened to. — Tami Egonu

The most powerful natural species are those that adapt to environmental change without losing their fundamental identity which gives them their competitive advantage. — Charles Darwin

If we all got angry together something might be done. — J.R.R. Tolkien

To create abundance in life, travel and touch everyone you meet with your infinite love. — Debasish Mridha

As a writing man, or secretary, I have always felt charged with the safekeeping of all unexpected items of worldly and unworldly enchantment, as though I might be held personally responsible if even a small one were to be lost. — E.B. White

There is a worry that many have expressed that, on the naturalistic way of approaching philosophical questions, philosophy will somehow be co-opted by science. I'm not much worried about this. — Hilary Kornblith

Once you let yourself grow close to someone, cutting the ties could be painful. — Haruki Murakami

Dean Martin's pancreas, who overheard his liver singing I got a right to sing the blues. Never got a dinner! — Red Buttons

The poetic element lying hidden in most women is the source of their magnetic attraction. — Victor Hugo

If Communism goes, I've still got the U.S. House of Representatives. — Robert Novak

Thus the city repeats its life, identical, shifting up and down on its empty chessboard. The inhabitants repeat the same scenes, with the acton changed; they repeat the same speeches with variously combined accents; they open alternate mouths in identical yawns. Alone, among all the cities of the empire, Eutropia remains always the same. Mercury, god of the fickle, to whom the city is sacred, worked this ambiguous miracle. — Italo Calvino