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new-york texas names
In Texas, if your name is Carlos, you're a Mexican. In Florida, you're a Cuban. In New York, you're a Puerto Rican. And I come here and I find out I'm an Eskimo. Carlos Mencia
new-york florida california
I was born in Honduras, that's where I was born. I live in California, where no matter what you say, you're Mexican. You understand that? It doesn't matter what you say. See - you don't understand that, white people, because wherever you go, you're white. You're here, you're white. You go to L. A., you're white. You go to Denver, you're white. You go to Miami, you're still white. In L. A. I'm a Mexican, In Florida, I'm a Cuban. In New York, I'm a Puerto Rican. And when I come to Canada and I find out I'm an Eskimo. Carlos Mencia
new-york years three
All institutions have lapses, even great ones, especially by individual rogue employees - famously in recent years at 'The Washington Post,' 'The New York Times,' and the three original TV networks. Carl Bernstein
new-york expensive
New York is dead. It's too expensive. Carl Andre
new-york
When I came to New York, it was cheap! Carl Andre
new-york destiny hopeful
New York was a new and strange world. Vast, impersonal, merciless.... Always before I had felt like a person, an individual, hopeful that I could mold my life according to some desire of my own. But here in New York I was ignorant, insignificant, unimportant--one in millions whose destiny concerned no one. New York did not even know of my existence. Nor did it care. Agnes Smedley
new-york people subway
When you're on the subway in New York, people literally could be 11-inches away from you, and you can't just stare at them. Aaron Yoo
new-york miles grew
I grew up about 60 miles northwest of New York, in Middletown, NY. Aaron Tveit
new-york thinking america
In America, people think being South Asian is still kind of exotic. When you go outside New York and Chicago and L.A., there are people who have never tried Indian food... they've never even tasted it! Aasif Mandvi
nice smart stupid
Being nice doesn’t make you stupid. It makes you feel good because you know you are gracious enough to forgive and smart enough to realize how distasteful some people can be. C. S. Lewis
nice thinking worst-moments
Do I think well of myself, think myself a nice chap? WEll, I am afraid I sometimes do (and those are, no doubt, my worst moments)... C. S. Lewis
nice boys different
It would be nice and fairly nearly true, to say that 'from that time forth, Eustace was a different boy.' To be strictly accurate, he began to be a different boy. He had relapses. There were still many days when he could be very tiresome. But most of those I shall not notice. The cure had begun. C. S. Lewis
nicer
We have sailboats, birds, pixies. They're decorative. They're a nicer look for your bottles. George Shelley
nice whenever
Whenever you have something like that on your body, you just feel a little irregular. It'll be nice to feel regular. Mike Jensen
nice studios together
When everyone is working in their studios you don't really see what they are working on. So it's nice to see everything come together like this. Jeff Thompson
nice people realized tend
When you're young, you tend to do things like that because you want people to think you're a nice guy. At some point, I realized that I'm doing this not because I want people to think I'm a nice guy. I'm doing this because I think it's the right thing to do. Curt Schilling
nice offices
We want no stacks of paper, no boxes. We want all of our offices to have a nice crisp look. Nancy Norris
nice sleep thinking
It's nice to think that we have in ourselves the energy. It's somewhere, but it's sleeping sometimes. I try to wake it up when I need it. Agnes Varda
winter darkness scrooge
Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it. Charles Dickens
winter age lapland
Cheerfulness ought to be the viaticum vitae of their life to the old; age without cheerfulness is a Lapland winter without a sun. Charles Caleb Colton
winter sea feet
One disagreeable result of whispering is that it seems to evoke an atmosphere of silence, haunted by the ghosts of sound - strange cracks and tickings, the rustling of garments that have no substance in them, and the tread of dreadful feet that would leave no mark on the sea-sand or the winter snow. Charles Dickens
winter smell ghost-stories
There is probably a smell of roasted chestnuts and other good comfortable things all the time, for we are telling Winter Stories - Ghost Stories, or more shame for us - round the Christmas fire; and we have never stirred, except to draw a little nearer to it. Charles Dickens
winter thinking important
Our lives are so important to us that we tend to think the story of them begins with our birth. First there was nothing, then I was born...Yet that is not so. Human lives are not pieces of string that can be separated out from a knot of others and laid out straight. Families are webs. Impossible to touch one part of it without setting the rest vibrating. Impossible to understand one part without having a sense of the whole. - Vida Winter Diane Setterfield
winter years benefits
Global trade has advantages. For starters, it allows those of us who live through winter to eat fresh produce year-round. And it provides economic benefits to farmers who grow that food. David Suzuki
winter green bowling
I was 18 and making 150 quid a week, which was a lot of money to me. Then there was a bad winter and I got paid off. Then my firm, JW Henderson of Bowling Green Street, Leith, went bust. If they hadn't folded, I'd probably still be scaffolding and loving it. Jamie Sives
winter men thinking
The problem of why God created the universe still troubles thinking men; but if we cannot know why, we can at least know that He did not bring His worlds into being to meet some unfulfilled need in Himself, as a man might build a house to shelter him against the winter cold or plant a field of corn to provide him with necessary food. The word 'necessary' is wholly foreign to God. Aiden Wilson Tozer
winter fate bored
Nothing is as tedious as the limping days, When snowdrifts yearly cover all the ways, And ennui, sour fruit of incurious gloom, Assumes control of fate’s immortal loom Charles Baudelaire