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“There was never a really serious, thought-out process for delivering arms appropriately.”
Source : Source: www.motherjones.com
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“I love the creative, whole-foods recipes in But I Could Never Go Vegan! Kristy Turner has heard all the excuses and has a response for each. It's true, no life is complete without the occasional calzone-but stuff 'em with Kristy's Buffalo Cauliflower and Cashew Blue Cheese and you can have calzones and be vegan too. Get ready for your taste buds to explode.”
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“The mathematics of quantum mechanics very accurately describes how our universe works. And it tells us our reality is continually branching into different possibilities, just like a coral.”
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“Imagination is more robust in proportion as reasoning power is weak.”
Source : Giambattista Vico (2015). “The New Science of Giambattista Vico”, p.142, Cornell University Press
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“I do not deny I brought most of my notoriety on myself, nor do I apologize for it.”
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“Rules are foolish, arbitrary, mindless things that raise you quickly to a level of acceptable mediocrity, then prevent you from progressing further.”
Source : Bruce Barnbaum (2017). “The Art of Photography, 2nd Edition: A Personal Approach to Artistic Expression”, p.165, Rocky Nook, Inc.
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“The IPL is just pure, intense. You don't need all the other stuff. I don't believe in coaches in international cricket.”
Source : "Old master is still spinning" by Kevin Mitchell, www.theguardian.com. February 28, 2009. 
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“wealth means power: the power to subdue, to crush, to exploit, the power to enslave, to outrage, to degrade.”
Source : Emma Goldman (1969). “Anarchism: And Other Essays”, p.54, Courier Corporation
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“I grew up in the traditional American newspaper world with a morning paper and an afternoon paper competing with each other beat by beat by beat. It was the most fun I've ever had. And it was great for journalism.”
Source : Source: www.spiegel.de
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“Perhaps already I am dead, And these perhaps are phantoms vain;— These motley phantasies that pass At night through my disordered brain. Perhaps with ancient heathen shapes, Old faded gods, this brain is full; Who, for their most unholy rites, Have chosen a dead poet's skull...”
