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Roland Barthes
Recitation: by Male by Female
Did Mad freakin' Max just call me irritating?
Joe Pesci
MeMadCallIrritatingJustDid
Capturing any member of any terrorist cell or any insurgent cell that we may happen to come across is always very, very valuable, and the thing that interests me is that in most instances after a time, people talk and they tell us what they know.
John Abizaid
TimePeopleMeKnowTalkTell
Debate is masculine, conversation is feminine.
Amos Bronson Alcott
ConversationDebateMasculine
That little man in black there, he says women can't have as much rights as men 'cause Christ wasn't a woman! Where did your Christ come from? Where did your Christ come from? From God and a woman! Man had nothing to do with Him.
Sojourner Truth
WomenGodMenWomanManBlack
I didn't grow up with my Kenyan family. I grew up in a small, conservative suburb of Chicago.
Tom Morello
FamilySmallGrowChicagoGrow Up
The more ships have grown in size and consequence, the more their place in our imagination has shrunk.
Rose George
ImaginationPlaceMoreSizeShips
You definitely pick stuff up when you go back and listen to older material.
Mike Shinoda
YouBackGoListenUpStuff
The freedom to fail is vital if you're going to succeed. Most successful people fail from time to time, and it is a measure of their strength that failure merely propels them into some new attempt at success.
Michael Korda
StrengthSuccessFailureFreedomYou
It is not strange... to mistake change for progress.
Millard Fillmore
ChangeProgressMistakeStrange
There are movies that we have done that haven't come out very well. That doesn't feel very good. But 'Jem' is in a different category. I'm proud of the movie. I stand by the movie, but I'm obviously sorry it didn't do any better.
Jason Blum
GoodSorryProudStandBetterFeel
The greatest musical instrument given to a human being is the voice.
Dayananda Saraswati
VoiceHumanHuman BeingGreatest
Type is your brand.
Bruno Maag
BrandYourType
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