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Voknowsbest Quotes By Buddy Hackett

A comic, you have to be looking down at him. My favorite rooms, the audience is above the stage, stadium-style. — Buddy Hackett

Voknowsbest Quotes By Linda Abraham

No matter the outcome, having completed a series of MBA applications in a serious, thoughtful way is a real achievement. — Linda Abraham

Voknowsbest Quotes By William Wallace

I'm William Wallace, and the rest of you will be spared. Go back to England and tell them ... Scotland is free! — William Wallace

Voknowsbest Quotes By Edgar Allan Poe

A judge at common law may be an ordinary man; a good judge of a carpet must be a genius. — Edgar Allan Poe

Voknowsbest Quotes By Steven Bochco

You have to give directors and cinematographers a word blueprint for visuals, but I had to learn that from experience. — Steven Bochco

Voknowsbest Quotes By Frank Herbert

There are many degrees of sight and many degrees of blindness. What senses do we lack that we cannot see another world all around us? — Frank Herbert

Voknowsbest Quotes By G. Michael Hopf

Decisions determine destiny. - Frederick Speakman — G. Michael Hopf

Voknowsbest Quotes By Ric Flair

Do I feel like I'm 65? No. I feel like I'm 15. That's my problem. I'm trying as hard as I can to act like I'm 65, but it's very difficult. — Ric Flair

Voknowsbest Quotes By Markus Zusak

She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward. — Markus Zusak

Voknowsbest Quotes By Sunday Adelaja

A man's gift will give him freeway in the world — Sunday Adelaja

Voknowsbest Quotes By Zach Braff

Actually when I gave out the script, I gave it with a CD of all the music I wanted to put in the movie, and again, we never thought we'd get all that music. — Zach Braff

Voknowsbest Quotes By Ray Bradbury

Afternoons, when the fossil sea was warm and motionless, and the wine trees stood stiff in the yard, and the little distant Martian bone town was all enclosed, and no one drifted out their doors, you could see Mr. K himself in his room, reading from a metal book with raised hieroglyphs over which he brushed his hand, as one might play a harp. And from the book, as his fingers stroked, a voice sang, a soft ancient voice, which told tales of when the sea was red steam on the shore and ancient men had carried clouds of metal insects and electric spiders into battle. — Ray Bradbury