Robert Brown
Robert Brown
Actor who is known for his appearances as the character M in the James Bond film franchise. He began his tenure as the character in the 1983 installment Octopussy. He, however, had first appeared as the character Admiral Hargreaves in the 1977 film The Spy Who Loved Me.
ProfessionMovie Actor
Date of Birth23 July 1921
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Then, welcome each rebuff / That turns earth's smoothness rough, / Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go!
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The person had to be really familiar with the main sites in Buffalo.
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Writing music and lyrics, you tend to become a control freak - sitting alone in your room with a bare light bulb over your head, writing communist manifestos.
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Immediate, simultaneous connection between the audience and a performer is crucial to me. It's why I do what I do. Other things, like recording, are satisfying, but they're not the same. I love the connection I get with the audience when I'm sitting behind that piano.
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We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life
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We two stood there with never a third.
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; / I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three.
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I see the whole design, / I, who saw power, see now love perfect too.
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The world and its way have a certain worth.
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Another Boehme with a tougher book / And subtler meanings of what roses say.
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Escape me? Never - Beloved! While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both, Me the loving and you the loth, While the one eludes, must the other pursue
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There's a great text in Galatians, / Once you trip on it, entails / Twenty-nine distinct damnations, / One sure if another fails.
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Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous / For a plate of turtle green and glutinous.
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Schumann's our music-maker now; / Has his march-movement youth and mouth? Ingres's the modern man that paints; / Which will lean on me, of his saints? / Heine for songs; for kisses, how?