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song stars memories
Sitting in the flickering light of the candles on this kerchief of sand, on this village square, we waited in the night. We were waiting for the rescuing dawn - or for the Moors. Something, I know not what, lent this night a savor of Christmas. We told stories, we joked, we sang songs. In the air there was that slight fever that reigns over a gaily prepared feast. And yet we were infinitely poor. Wind, sand, and stars. The austerity of Trappists. But on this badly lighted cloth, a handful of men who possessed nothing in the world but their memories were sharing invisible riches. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
song blessing artist
It's a blessing as an artist to express myself - whether that be via dance, via song or via speech - in so many different ways. Bebe Neuwirth
song piano auditions
My audition song is, and has been since 1977, 'I Love a Piano. Bebe Neuwirth
song detours emotion
There's an infinite amount of possibilities and detours and things that can distract you from actually just performing the song and having whatever emotion that's invested into the song come through in the recording. Beck
song giving cartoon
I know my own limitations. And if somebody says, "I need songs for a cartoon garage band - they look like this and they should sound like this," it gives you a direction. I like having that kind of assignment. Beck
song love-is records
There are certain records that you love because the songs are great, but you don't go to them as an example of great production. Beck
song eight track
Back then, Pro Tools only had four or eight tracks, so we couldn't actually hear all the tracks. We could only hear eight at a time, so if a song had 25 or 30 tracks, we wouldn't be able to hear it until we went into the studio an put it all on tape. The process was a little bit backwards. Beck
song artist years
There's more well-known artists who aren't making as good songs as people who are just coming out of nowhere. That seems to be more typical in the last few years than ever. Beck
song thinking winning
I don't remember half of the new bands, though - and I think that's kind of where we're going. It's turning into just a big derby of songs. May the best song win. Beck
dog football gave good job kids line offensive physical running stuck
Our offensive line really showed up. Our kids were physical and we did a good job of running the football. Alma gave us some things out of our Dog formation. That's what we stuck with and it worked. Daryl Patton
dogs guys kids named people special streets
People named their dogs and their kids Kirby. You name streets after guys like that, and they did that, he's just a special guy. Gary Gaetti
dogs fun love people
People love their dogs like they love their children. You want your dogs to have fun like your kids. Sharon Anderson
dogs members nowadays people seen treat
People nowadays don't treat their dogs as property. Dogs are seen as members of the family. Dick Samuels
dogs focus pounds save sleep
Our focus is to save dogs in shelters and pounds that are going to be put to sleep and find them homes. Lorayn Wasler
dogs escapes leave man mistrust others time
Others mistrust and say: "But time escapes - live now or never!" He said: "What's time? Leave Now for dogs and apes - Man has For ever Robert Browning
dogs ease fears foster hardest knows takes work
Rena takes our hardest cases. You can't foster these dogs with just anyone. She knows how to work with them and ease their fears through touch. Donna Stiteler
dogs hopes ill physician whom
Physician -- One upon whom we set our hopes when ill and our dogs when well. Ambrose Gwinett Bierce
dog facing focusing honorable issue man means midst red wrong
Red Dog is a very honorable man and he means a lot to Scouting. Focusing on removing him in the midst of the other issue we are facing is the wrong thing to do. Margi Nanney
lying sea clouds
Navigating by the compass in a sea of clouds over Spain is all very well, it is very dashing, but - you want to remember that below the sea of clouds lies eternity. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
lying fall hands
My legs are falling asleep,” I blurted. It wasn’t a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. “I could solve that.” Patch’s hands closed on my hips. Becca Fitzpatrick
lying nice black
Wow. Nice bike,” I said. Which was a lie. It looked like a glossy black death trap. Becca Fitzpatrick
lying eye focus
Everything had come into sharp focus : his smooth words, his black, glinting eyes, his broad experience with lies, seduction, women. I'd fallen in love with the devil. Becca Fitzpatrick
lying reality men
In reality, it si more fruitful to wound than to kill. While the dead man lies still, counting only one man less, the wounded man is a progressive drain upon his side. B. H. Liddell Hart
lying atmosphere adequate
Direct experience is inherently too limited to form an adequate foundation either for theory or for application. At the best it produces an atmosphere that is of value in drying and hardening the structure of thought. The greater value of indirect experience lies in its greater variety and extent. History is universal experience, the experience not of another, but of many others under manifold conditions. B. H. Liddell Hart
lying thinking guitar
Playing the guitar is like telling the truth - you never have to worry about repeating the same [lie] if you told the truth. You don't have to pretend, or cover up. If someone asks you again, you don't have to think about it or worry about it because there it is. It's you. B. B. King
lying men differences
I may say that the only differences I expect to see revealed between the behavior of the rat and man (aside from enormous differences of complexity) lie in the field of verbal behavior. B. F. Skinner
lying book reading
We may be sure that the characteristic blindness of the twentieth century [...] lies where we have never suspected it [...] The only palliative is [...] by reading old books. [...] the books of the future would be just as good [...], but unfortunately we cannot get at them. C. S. Lewis