"But there were years when, in search of what I thought was better, nobler things I denied these, my people, and my family. I forgot the songs they sung - and most of those songs are now dead; I erased their dialect from my tongue; I was ashamed of them and their ways of life. But now - yes, I love them; they are a part of my blood; they, with all their virtues and their faults, played a great part in forming my way of looking at life."

-- Agnes Smedley

#Family Quotes #Song Quotes #Blood Quotes

“You want it to feel like a surprise. You want to keep him guessing whether he'll make you smile entirely so that when you do, he will feel like he's been given a gift.”

Source : Michelle Moran (2008). “The Heretic Queen: A Novel”, p.70, Broadway Books
“In general, costumes are the first thing in life that let other people know who we are. They indicate who the person is without saying anything.”
“The will to win is worthless if you don't get paid for it.”

Source : Biography/Personal Quotes, www.imdb.com.
“I think itâ€™s a responsibility for any artist to protect freedom of expression and to use any way to extend this power.”
“With some guys, drugs became a way of life. They went through tremendous personality changes, or they died. Drugs didn't do them any good. In the same way, at certain times in my life, alcohol didn't do me any good. A lot of kids today seem to be taking themselves, their health and their education more seriously, and that's good.”

Source : Greg Noll, Andrea Gabbard (1989). “Da Bull: Life Over the Edge”, p.115, North Atlantic Books
“I'M EMBARRASSED because the looting, violent protests, and law breaking only confirm, and in the minds of many, validate, the stereotypes and thus the inferior treatment.”

Source : Benjamin Watson (2015). “Under Our Skin: Getting Real about Race. Getting Free from the Fears and Frustrations that Divide Us.”, p.15, NavPress
“Disinformation, in order to be effective, must be 90% accurate.”
“Yeah, I must have been really bad in a past life or something." He smiled, his eyes still in pain. Reaching up, he touched a strand of mt hair. " Don't leave, OK?" "Shhh. I'm not going anywhere." I kept stroking his forehead, trailing my fingers across it. His muscular shoulders gradually relaxed, his eyes closing again. His breathing slowed, became more regular. I could hear the TV on in the other room, the sound of voices. None of it mattered to me. I stayed there until long after Alex had fallen asleep-- gently caressing the vbrow of the boy I loved, trying to keep his pain at bay.”

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