In a certain sense the Good is comfortless.
Franz Kafka
Recitation: by Male by Female
I think if I have learned one thing from all of my family members, both sides of it - my mom's side, my dad's side and everyone else - it's that every one of us has a responsibility to do what we can to contribute back and make our communities and our country a better place.
Joe Kennedy III
FamilyResponsibilityMomBetter
My favorite meal has always been fried chicken.
Tom Watson
ChickenAlwaysFried ChickenMeal
I just take it one fight at a time.
Robbie Lawler
TimeFightTakeJust
Of course I'm crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.
Robert Anton Wilson
CrazyWrongMeanCourse
I just don't see myself as a travel writer. I can't. I don't.
Robyn Davidson
MyselfTravelSeeJustWriter
The men who died at D-Day did not die shoulder-to-shoulder with their French comrades. They died to liberate the French from a sinister and brutal occupation.
Michael Korda
MenDieWhoSinisterFrenchDid
There's a very fine line between one person's reality and another person's fantasy.
Conor Oberst
RealityPersonFantasyLineFine
They wouldn't take me in the navy because of my glass eye. So I joined the merchant navy, who allowed monocular crew if you worked in the kitchens. You're not wanted on deck or in the engine room with one eye, but you're good to fire up the ovens and cook hundreds of chops.
Peter Falk
GoodFireMeEyeYouNavy
I think voting for the lesser of two evils in game theory always leads to more evil.
Penn Jillette
EvilGameThinkVotingMoreAlways
I am very clear that when I work with a director what he or she says is the last word.
Shah Rukh Khan
WorkI AmSheDirectorLastClear
Votes in federal elections are cast and counted in a highly decentralized and variable fashion, with no uniform ballots and few national standards.
Thomas E. Mann
FashionUniformStandardsElections
There are times where people ask for a lock of your hair, but the truth is I have a lot of gratitude for my fans.
Nolan Gerard Funk
TruthGratitudePeopleHairTruth Is
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