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A city with one newspaper... is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass.
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Sarah took a deep breath and set off along the passageway again. A clump of lichen on the gatepost opened its eyes and watched her go. The eyes, on tendrils, had an anxious look, and when she had gone some distance away the clump, swiveling its eyes toward each other, commenced to gossip among itself. Most of it disapproved of the direction she had taken. You could tell that from the way the eyes looked meaningfully into each other. Lichen knows about directions.
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Wild Eyes was built for speed and I was flying down walls of water twenty and thirty feet high.
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What's this thing that gets between us and Shakespeare?
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The creation of the UCB Theatre is by far my proudest professional accomplishment.
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The man is United - cut him and he bleeds red
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I condemn the entry of a Russian so-called humanitarian convoy into Ukrainian territory without the consent of the Ukrainian authorities and without any involvement of the International Committee of the Red Cross.
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Red, of course, is the colour of the interior of our bodies. In a way it's inside out, red.
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Red is a colour I've felt very strongly about. Maybe red is a very Indian colour, maybe it's one of those things that I grew up with and recognise at some other level.
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As she always did on any really important day, Penelope Hayes wore red.
