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Headkerchiefs Quotes By Susan Cain

I was the nicest person you'd ever want to know," Alex recalls, "but the world wasn't that way. The problem was that if you were just a nice person, you'd get crushed. I refused to live a life where people could do that stuff to me. — Susan Cain

Headkerchiefs Quotes By George Carlin

Baby boomers helped me a great deal in my career. They launched me. They were there for me to sing my song to. And I'm not saying I'm better than anyone, but I think they turned that anti-authority baby boom mentality into their own enemy. Now I identify very closely with their children. — George Carlin

Headkerchiefs Quotes By Richard Henry Lee

The first maxim of a man who loves liberty, should be never to grant to rulers an atom of power that is not most clearly and indispensably necessary for the safety and well being of society. — Richard Henry Lee

Headkerchiefs Quotes By Simone Weil

The virtue of hope is an orientation of the soul towards a transformation after which it will be wholly and exclusively love. — Simone Weil

Headkerchiefs Quotes By Klaus Schwab

Nelson Mandela understood that social transformation and economic transformation go hand in hand. — Klaus Schwab

Headkerchiefs Quotes By W.E.B. Du Bois

But art is not simply works of art; it is the spirit that knows Beauty, that has music in its being and the color of sunsets in its headkerchiefs; that can dance on a flaming world and make the world dance, too. — W.E.B. Du Bois

Headkerchiefs Quotes By Elfriede Jelinek

Is writing the gift of curling up, of curling up with reality? One would so love to curl up, of course, but what happens to me then? What happens to those, who don't really know reality at all? It's so very dishevelled. No comb, that could smooth it down. The writers run through it and despairingly gather together their hair into a style, which promptly haunts them at night. Something's wrong with the way one looks. The beautifully piled up hair can be chased out of its home of dreams again, but can anyway no longer be tamed. Or hangs limp once more, a veil before a face, no sooner than it could finally be subdued. Or stands involuntarily on end in horror at what is constantly happening. It simply won't be tidied up. It doesn't want to. — Elfriede Jelinek