Top 13 Pimp Bishop Don Juan Quotes
#1. If you pour your life into songs, you want them to be heard. It's a desire to communicate. A deep desire to communicate inspires songwriting.
Bono
#2. Socialism appeals to better classes and has far more strength. Attack the state and you excite feelings of loyalty even among the disaffected classes; but attack the industrial system and appeal to the state, and you may have loyalty in your favor.
John Bates Clark
#3. We face a dilemma because although everybody is better off than they've ever been at any time in our history, we've also got the biggest gap between the rich and the poor that we've ever had, and we've potentially got a planet which is going to go bust any day.
Stuart Rose
#4. Gena Rowlands is my all-time love. Nicole Kidman, Michelle Pfeiffer. I grew up watching their work; they are extraordinary.
Dakota Johnson
#5. This double burden of disease is rapidly putting a serious brake on the development efforts of many countries.
Gro Harlem Brundtland
#6. Just as, out of habit, one consults a run-down clock as though it were still going, so too one may look at the face of a beautiful woman as though he still loved her.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#7. Equally empty, equally to be loved, equally a coming Buddha
Jack Kerouac
#8. We've seen the reality of Saddam's regime: his thugs prepared to kill their own people, the parading of prisoners of war and now the release of those pictures of executed British soldiers.
Tony Blair
#9. I'm not above anybody. I'm, I'm not better than anybody. I am made of the same material that everybody else is and if somebody can be a saint, so can I and if somebody can be a torturer, so can I.
Isabel Allende
#10. They cannot escape their history any more than you yourself can lose your shadow.
Zadie Smith
#11. She loved the dry, crackling heat, the way the sky at sunset looked like a sheet of fire, and the overwhelming emptiness and severity of all that open land that had once been a huge ocean bed.
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Jeannette Walls
#13. He could no longer remember his real name. He felt empty and cleansed, in that place that was not a place. He was without form, and void. He was nothing.
Neil Gaiman
