Claude Quotes

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I must have flowers, always, and always.
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Claude Monet
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The scientist is not a person who gives the right answers, he's one who asks the right questions.
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss
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If a man is not faithful to his own individuality, he cannot be loyal to anything.
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Claude McKay
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Love is a battle," said Marie-Claude, still smiling. "And I plan to go on fighting. To the end." Love is a battle?" said Franz. "Well, I don't feel at all like fighting." And he left.
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Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
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I wanted to see you again, touch you, know who you were, see if I would find you identical with the ideal image of you which had remained with me and perhaps shatter my dream with the aid of reality. -Claude Frollo
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Victor Hugo (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)
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Why is everything always my decision?" I asked. Because you will not tolerate anything else." Oh, I remembered now. "Great", I whispered. - Anita to Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Cerulean Sins (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #11))
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Color is my daylong obsession, joy, and torment.
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Claude Monet
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Jesus, are all vampires over two hundred perverts?" "I am over two hundred," Jean-Claude said. "I rest my case.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Circus of the Damned (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #3))
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I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you - that you would save yourself.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Narcissus in Chains (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #10))
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Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.
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Claude Monet
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Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.
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Claude Monet
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To prohibit the reading of certain books is to declare the inhabitants to be either fools or slaves.
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Claude Adrien HelvΓ©tius
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I would like to paint the way a bird sings.
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Claude Monet
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My garden is my most beautiful masterpiece
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Claude Monet
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I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Burnt Offerings (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #7))
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It's what we think we know that keeps us from learning.
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Claude Bernard
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the more I live, the more I regret how little i know
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Claude Monet
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You are an irritating son of a bitch.” β€œAh, ma petite, how can I resist you when you whisper such sweet endearments to me?
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Bloody Bones (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #5))
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What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence.
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Claude Monet
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Pam: "Claude, the mouthwateringly beautiful asshole?
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Charlaine Harris (Dead in the Family (Sookie Stackhouse, #10))
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You don't ask nobody to give what they can't give, or be what they can't be. You've learnt that, you got a headstart on heartbreak.
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Jack Farris (The Abiding Gospel of Claude Dee Moran, Jr.)
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It's on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way. So we must dig and delve unceasingly.
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Claude Monet
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When once we quit the basis of sensation, all is in the wind. To talk of immaterial existences is to talk of nothings. To say that the human soul, angels, god, are immaterial, is to say they are nothings, or that there is no god, no angels, no soul. I cannot reason otherwise: but I believe I am supported in my creed of materialism by Locke, Tracy, and Stewart. {Letter to John Adams, from Monticello, 15 August 1820}
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Thomas Jefferson (Letters of Thomas Jefferson)
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To limit the press is to insult a nation; to prohibit reading of certain books is to declare the inhabitants to be either fools or slaves: such a prohibition ought to fill them with disdain.
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Claude Adrien HelvΓ©tius (Treatise on Man: His Intellectual Faculties and His Education V1)
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Who hit you?" "Why, so you can go beat him up?" "One of the fringe benefits of being my human servant is my protection." "I don't need your protection, Jean-Claude." "He hurt you." "And I shoved a gun into his groin and made him tell me everything he knew," I said.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Laughing Corpse (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #2))
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There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body." - Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Killing Dance (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #6))
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I'm not performing miracles, I'm using up and wasting a lot of paint...
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Claude Monet
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Everyday I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.
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Claude Monet
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Asking Jean-Claude not to be a pain in the ass was like asking rain not to be wet. Why try?
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Bloody Bones (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #5))
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I didn't know what to think about first: me seeing Claude naked, Claude seeing me naked, or the whole fact that we were related and naked in the same room. (Sookie Stackhouse, Dead in the Family)
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Charlaine Harris (Dead in the Family (Sookie Stackhouse, #10))
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He ordered food with a childlike glee and watched me eat, tasting it as I did. In private he'd roll on his back like a cat, hands pressed to his mouth as if trying to drain every taste. It was the only thing he did that was cute. He was gorgeous, sensual, but rarely cute. - Anita Blake about Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Burnt Offerings (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #7))
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The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration.
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Claude Monet
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I have lived for over three hundred years. In that time, the ideal of beauty has changed many times. Large breasts, small, thin, curved, tall, short, they have all been the height of beauty at one time or another. But in all that time, ma petite, I have never desired anyone the way I desire you." - Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Killing Dance (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #6))
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I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
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Claude Monet
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You smell of other peoples blood, ma petite. It was no one you know. -Jean Claude and Anita
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Laurell K. Hamilton
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I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Cerulean Sins (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #11))
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I want nothing more than to climb between the silk sheets and wrap our nude bodies around one another. I want to hold and be held. Sex is a wondrous thing, but tonight I wish to be comforted more than pleasured. I feel like a child in the dark who knows the monsters are under the bed. I want to be told it will be alright, but I am far too old to believe such comforting lies." - Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Cerulean Sins (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #11))
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He's no more human than I am, ma petite." At least I'm not dead." That can be remedied.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Lunatic Cafe (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #4))
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You're up to something," I said. He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. "Moi?" "Yeah, you,
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Bloody Bones (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #5))
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I am always sincere, ma petite, even when I lie." - Jean Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Killing Dance (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #6))
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Oui , but if all the men in your life are happy, you are happier, and it makes my life easier." - Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Harlequin (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #15))
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Are you a prude?' He seemed genuinely curious. 'No!' But after a second, I said, 'But may be compared to you, yes! I like my privacy. I get to decide who sees me naked. Do you get my point?' 'Yes. Objectively speaking, you have beautiful points.' I thought the top of my head would pop off... (Sookie Stackhouse & Claude, Dead in the Family)
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Charlaine Harris (Dead in the Family (Sookie Stackhouse, #10))
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I did not run to him, but I did wrap my arms around him, press my ear to his chest, hold on to him as if he were the last solid thing in the world. He stroked my hair and murmured to me in French. I understood enough to know he was glad to see me and that he thought I looked beautiful. But beyond that it was just pretty noise. It wasn't until I felt Zerbrowski behind me that I pulled away, but when Jean-Claude's hand found mine, I welcomed it. Zerbrowski was looking at me as if he'd never seen me before. "What?" It came out hostile. "I've never seen you be that ... soft with anyone before." It startled me. "You've seen me kiss Richard before." He nodded. "That was lust. This is ..." He shook his head, glancing up at Jean-Claude, then back to me. "He makes you feel safe.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Narcissus in Chains (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #10))
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I am the place in which something has occurred.
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss
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Oh, ma petite, you are growing gargantuan." I looked at him and it was not a friendly look. "Never tease a woman about her weight, Jean-Claude. At least not an American twentieth-century one." He Spread his hands wide. "My deepest apologies." "When you apologize, try not to smile at the same time. It ruins the effect.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Burnt Offerings (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #7))
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I'll need you to get a leash for my monkey, Claude, and also a hat." "Of course, monsieur" "Do you think he needs a little coat as well?" "Perhaps not in this weather, monsieur." "You are right," Magnus said with a sight. "Make it a simple dressing gown, just like mine." "Which one, monsieur?" "The one in rose and silver." "Excellent choice, monsieur.
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Cassandra Clare (The Runaway Queen (The Bane Chronicles, #2))
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Nothing is certain, ma petite, not even death." - Jean-Claude
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Burnt Offerings (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #7))
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I'm not sure there are enough white roses in the world to make me forget Richard." I held up my hand before she could interrupt. "But I'm not sure there are enough cozy afternoons in all eternity to make me forget Jean-Claude.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Burnt Offerings (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #7))
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss once observed that, β€œfor the majority of the human species, and for tens of thousands of years, the idea that humanity includes every human being on the face of the earth does not exist at all. The designation stops at the border of each tribe, or linguistic
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Patrick Radden Keefe (Say Nothing: A True Story of Murder and Memory in Northern Ireland)
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He’s a senior in high school Bernardo. Jean-Claude is his legal guardian and had to enroll him in school. He comes home with homework and shit and then he wants to cuddle and have sex. It weirds me the fuck out.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Hit List (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #20))
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I don’t think I’m made for any earthly kind of pleasure.
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Claude Monet
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No one but myself knows the anxiety I go through and the trouble I give myself…
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Claude Monet
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Why are you putting on lip gloss, my daughter?" Dad asked ." Trip to the library? Trip to the nunnery? I hear the nunneries are nice this time of year." "Not a date; I still remember Claud," Rusty said, and grabbed her ankle. " I forbid it." "You introduced me to Claud," Kami pointed out. "I'm a bad person," Rusty mumbled. "I do bad things." "Is this true, Kami? Are you going out on a date?" Dad asked tragically. "wearing that? Wouldn't you fancy a shapeless cardigan instead? You rock a shapeless cardigan honey.
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Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
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Do you practice the laugh, or is it a natural talent? Naw, I’m betting you practice.” Jean-Claude’s face twisted. I couldn’t decide if he was trying not to laugh, or not to frown. Maybe both. I affected some people that way. The laughter seeped out of her face, very human, until only her eyes sparkled. There was nothing funny about the look in those twinkling eyes. It was the sort of look a cat gives a small bird. Her voice lifted at the end of each word, a Shirley Temple affectation. β€œYou are either very brave, or very stupid.” β€œYou really need at least one dimple to go with the laugh.” Jean-Claude said softly, β€œI’m betting on stupid.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Guilty Pleasures (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #1))
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I can only draw what I see.
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Claude Monet
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…Every day I discover even more beautiful things. It is intoxicating me, and I want to paint it all - my head is bursting…
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Claude Monet
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His dark blue shirt was plastered to his chest, covered with werewolf goop and tears. "Now we both need a bath," I said. "That can be arranged." "Please, Jean-Claude, no sexual innuendo until after I'm clean." "Of course, MA PETITE. It was crude of me tonight. My apologies." I stared at him. He was being far too nice. Jean-Claude was a lot of things, but nice wasn't one of them. "If you're up to something, I don't want to know about it. I can't handle any deep, dark plots tonight, okay?" He smiled and gave a low, sweeping bow, never taking his eyes off me. The way you bow on the judo mat when you're afraid the person may pound you if you look away. I shook my head. He WAS up to something. Nice to know that not everyone had suddenly become something else. One thing I could always depend on what Jean-Claude. Pain in the ass that he was, he always seemed to be there. Dependable in his own twisted way. Jean-Claude dependable? I must have been more tired than I thought.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (The Killing Dance (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #6))
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Under this mask, another mask. I will never be finished removing all these faces.
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Claude Cahun
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Thought is the original source of all wealth, all success, all material gain, all great discoveries and inventions, and all acheivement.
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Claude M. Bristol (The Magic of Believing)
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Risk more than others think is safe. Care more than others think is wise. Dream more than others think is practical. Expect more than others think is possible
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Claude Thomas Bissell
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If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!
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Claude Monet
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music is the arithmetic of sounds as optics is the geometry of light
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Claude Debussy
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I have no personal stake in these people, Jean-Claude, but they are people. Good, bad, or indifferent, they are alive, and no one has the right to just arbitrarily snuff them out.” "So it is the sanctity of life you cling to?" I nodded. β€œThat and the fact that every human being is special. Every death is a loss of something precious and irreplaceable.
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Laurell K. Hamilton
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I want to paint the way a bird sings.
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Claude Monet (Monet By Himself)
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When a man does wrong, he should do all the wrong he can; it is madness to stop half-way in crime!
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Victor Hugo (The Hunchback of Notre-Dame)
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How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.
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Claude Debussy
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A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.
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Claude Debussy
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People don't very much like things that are beautiful.. they are so far from their nasty little minds.
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Claude Debussy
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Art is I; Science is We.
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Claude Bernard
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Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind...
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Claude Debussy
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The further I get, the more I regret how little I know…
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Claude Monet
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When you go out to paint, try to forget what objects you have before you, a tree, a house, a field or whatever. Merely think here is a little square of blue, here an oblong of pink, here a streak of yellow, and paint it just as it looks to you, the exact color and shape.
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Claude Monet
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I get madder and madder on giving back what I feel.
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Claude Monet
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I must have flowers. Always and always.
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Claude Monet
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Water Lilies' is an extension of my life. Without the woter the lilies cannot live, as I am without art.
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Claude Monet
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The more we claim to discriminate between cultures and customs as good and bad, the more completely do we identify ourselves with those we would condemn. By refusing to consider as human those who seem to us to be the most β€œsavage” or β€œbarbarous” of their representatives, we merely adopt one of their own characteristic attitudes. The barbarian is, first and foremost, the man who believes in barbarism.
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss (Race et histoire)
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the colour of my soul is iron-grey and sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.
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Claude Debussy
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Undoubtedly, we become what we envisage.
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Claude M. Bristol
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Sometimes, all it takes is one gesture, one word, to change the course of someone's life. Even if you know it won't last forever.
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Jean-Claude Izzo (Total Chaos (Marseilles Trilogy, #1))
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I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers
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Claude Monet
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Not all poisonous juices are burning or bitter nor is everything which is burning and bitter poisonous.
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss (Structural Anthropology)
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I let Richard walk out on me. I think he’d have gone anyway, but I just sat on the floor and watched him go. I didn’t stand in his way. I figured it was his choice, and you cant hold someone if they don’t want to be held. If someone really wants to be free of you, you have to let them go. Well, fuck that, fuck that all to hell. Don’t go, Asher, please, don’t go. I love the way your hair shines in the light. I love that way you smile when you’re not trying to hide or impress anyone. I love your laughter. I love the way your voice can hold sorrow like the taste of rain. I love the way you watch Jean-Claude when he moves through a room, when you don’t think anyone’s watching, because its exactly the way I watch him. I love your eyes. I love your pain. I love you.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Cerulean Sins (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #11))
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Impression β€” I was certain of it. I was just telling myself that, since I was impressed, there had to be some impression in it … and what freedom, what ease of workmanship! Wallpaper in its embryonic state is more finished than that seascape.
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Claude Monet
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We want to climb in with you,' Dermot said. 'We'll all sleep better.' That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood. And I slept.
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Charlaine Harris (Dead in the Family (Sookie Stackhouse, #10))
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It is only through difference that progress can be made. What threatens us right now is probably what we may call over-communication--that is, the tendency to know exactly in one point of the world what is going on in all other parts of the world. In order for a culture to be really itself and to produce something, the culture and its members must be convinced of their originality and even, to some extent, of their superiority over the others; it is only under conditions of under-communication that it can produce anything. We are now threatened with the prospect of our being only consumers, able to consume anything from any point in the world and from any culture, but of losing all originality.
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss
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After she has gone back to sleep, after Etienne has blown out his candle, he kneels for a long time beside his bed. The bony figure of Death rides the streets below, stopping his mount now and then to peer into windows. Horns of fire on his head and smoke leaking from his nostrils and, in his skeletal hands, a list newly charged with addresses. Gazing first at the crew of officers unloading from their limousines into the chateau. Then at the flowing rooms of the perfumer Claude Levitte. Then at the dark tall house of Etienne LeBlanc. Pass us by, Horseman. Pass this house by.
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Anthony Doerr (All the Light We Cannot See)
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For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the light and the air which vary continually. For me, it is only the surrounding atmosphere which gives subjects their true value.
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Claude Monet
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He laughed, and it raised goose-bumps on my arms. "Oh,ma petite ,ma petite , you are precious." Just what I wanted to hear. "So how are you getting here?" "My private jet." Of course, he had a private jet. "When can you be here?" "I will be there as soon as I can, my impatient flower." "I prefer ma petite to flower.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Bloody Bones (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #5))
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I walked towards her. Jean-Claude grabbed my arm. "Do not harm her, Anita. She is under our protection." "I swear to you that I will not lay a finger on her tonight. I just want to tell her something." He released my arm, slowly, like he wasn't sure it was a good idea. I stepped next to Monica, until our bodies almost touched. I whispered into her face, "If anything happens to Catherine, I will see you dead." She smirked at me, confident in her protectors. "They will bring me back as one of them." I felt my head shake, a little to the right, a little to the left, a slow precise movement. "I will cut out your heart." I was still smiling, I couldn'tseem to stop. "Then I will burn it and scatter the ashes in the river. Do you understand me?" She swallowed audibly. Her health-club tan looked a little green. She nodded, staring at me like I was the bogey man. I think she believed I'd do it. Peachy keen. I hate to waste a really good threat
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Guilty Pleasures (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #1))
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Auggie said you were too sentimental for your own good sometimes." Out loud he said, "Perhaps, but you have taught me that sentiment is not always a bad thing." I stared up at that impossibly beautiful face, and felt love swell up inside me like a physical force. It filled my body, swelling upward until it made my chest ache, my throat tighten, and my eyes burn. It sounded so stupid. But I loved him. Loved all of him, but loved him more because loving me had made him better. That he would say that I had taught him about being sentimental made me want to cry. Richard reminded me at every turn that I was bloodthirsty and cold. If that were true, then I couldn't have taught Jean-Claude about sentimentality. You can't learn, if you don't have it to teach. He kissed me. He kissed me softly, with one hand lost in the hair to the side of my face. He drew back and whispered, "I never thought to see that look upon your face, not for me." "I love you," I said, and touched his hand where it lay against my face.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Danse Macabre (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #14))
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When you are famous it is hard to work on small problems. This is what did Shannon in. After information theory, what do you do for an encore? The great scientists often make this error. They fail to continue to plant the little acorns from which the mighty oak trees grow. They try to get the big thing right off. And that isn't the way things go. So that is another reason why you find that when you get early recognition it seems to sterilize you.
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Richard Hamming
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If We Must Die If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursèd lot. If we must die, O let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed In vain; then even the monsters we defy Shall be constrained to honor us though dead! O kinsmen! we must meet the common foe! Though far outnumbered let us show us brave, And for their thousand blows deal one death-blow! What though before us lies the open grave? Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack, Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!
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Claude McKay (Selected Poems of Claude McKay)
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76. David Hume – Treatise on Human Nature; Essays Moral and Political; An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding 77. Jean-Jacques Rousseau – On the Origin of Inequality; On the Political Economy; Emile – or, On Education, The Social Contract 78. Laurence Sterne – Tristram Shandy; A Sentimental Journey through France and Italy 79. Adam Smith – The Theory of Moral Sentiments; The Wealth of Nations 80. Immanuel Kant – Critique of Pure Reason; Fundamental Principles of the Metaphysics of Morals; Critique of Practical Reason; The Science of Right; Critique of Judgment; Perpetual Peace 81. Edward Gibbon – The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire; Autobiography 82. James Boswell – Journal; Life of Samuel Johnson, Ll.D. 83. Antoine Laurent Lavoisier – TraitΓ© Γ‰lΓ©mentaire de Chimie (Elements of Chemistry) 84. Alexander Hamilton, John Jay, and James Madison – Federalist Papers 85. Jeremy Bentham – Introduction to the Principles of Morals and Legislation; Theory of Fictions 86. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe – Faust; Poetry and Truth 87. Jean Baptiste Joseph Fourier – Analytical Theory of Heat 88. Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel – Phenomenology of Spirit; Philosophy of Right; Lectures on the Philosophy of History 89. William Wordsworth – Poems 90. Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Poems; Biographia Literaria 91. Jane Austen – Pride and Prejudice; Emma 92. Carl von Clausewitz – On War 93. Stendhal – The Red and the Black; The Charterhouse of Parma; On Love 94. Lord Byron – Don Juan 95. Arthur Schopenhauer – Studies in Pessimism 96. Michael Faraday – Chemical History of a Candle; Experimental Researches in Electricity 97. Charles Lyell – Principles of Geology 98. Auguste Comte – The Positive Philosophy 99. HonorΓ© de Balzac – PΓ¨re Goriot; Eugenie Grandet 100. Ralph Waldo Emerson – Representative Men; Essays; Journal 101. Nathaniel Hawthorne – The Scarlet Letter 102. Alexis de Tocqueville – Democracy in America 103. John Stuart Mill – A System of Logic; On Liberty; Representative Government; Utilitarianism; The Subjection of Women; Autobiography 104. Charles Darwin – The Origin of Species; The Descent of Man; Autobiography 105. Charles Dickens – Pickwick Papers; David Copperfield; Hard Times 106. Claude Bernard – Introduction to the Study of Experimental Medicine 107. Henry David Thoreau – Civil Disobedience; Walden 108. Karl Marx – Capital; Communist Manifesto 109. George Eliot – Adam Bede; Middlemarch 110. Herman Melville – Moby-Dick; Billy Budd 111. Fyodor Dostoevsky – Crime and Punishment; The Idiot; The Brothers Karamazov 112. Gustave Flaubert – Madame Bovary; Three Stories 113. Henrik Ibsen – Plays 114. Leo Tolstoy – War and Peace; Anna Karenina; What is Art?; Twenty-Three Tales 115. Mark Twain – The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn; The Mysterious Stranger 116. William James – The Principles of Psychology; The Varieties of Religious Experience; Pragmatism; Essays in Radical Empiricism 117. Henry James – The American; The Ambassadors 118. Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche – Thus Spoke Zarathustra; Beyond Good and Evil; The Genealogy of Morals;The Will to Power 119. Jules Henri PoincarΓ© – Science and Hypothesis; Science and Method 120. Sigmund Freud – The Interpretation of Dreams; Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis; Civilization and Its Discontents; New Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis 121. George Bernard Shaw – Plays and Prefaces
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Mortimer J. Adler (How to Read a Book: The Classic Guide to Intelligent Reading)
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Unlike my father, who blindly churned out one canvas after another, I had real ideas about the artistic life. Seated at my desk, my beret as tight as an acorn’s cap, I projected myself into the world represented in the art books I’d borrowed from the public library. Leafing past the paintings, I would admire the photographs of the artists seated in their garrets, dressed in tattered smocks and frowning in the direction of their beefy nude models. To spend your days in the company of naked men – that was the life for me. β€˜Turn a bit to the left, Jean-Claude. I long to capture the playful quality of your buttocks.
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David Sedaris (Me Talk Pretty One Day)
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Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind,” he said, β€œThat from the nunnery, Of they chaste breast and quiet mind.” I looked up at him, and said the next line, β€œTo war and arms I fly.” β€œTrue, a new mistress now I chase,” he said. β€œThe first foe in the field,” I said, and let him draw me closer. β€œAnd with a stronger faith embrace,” he said. β€œA sword, a horse, a shield.” And the last word was whispered against his chest, still looking up into those eyes, searching his face. β€œYet this inconstancy is such, As thou too shalt adore,” he whispered against my hair. I finished the poem with my face pressed against his chest, listening to the beat of his heart, that truly beat with my blood. β€œI could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Incubus Dreams (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #12))
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There is no theory. You have only to listen. Pleasure is the law. I love music passionately. And because l love it, I try to free it from barren traditions that stifle it. It is a free art gushing forth β€” an open-air art, boundless as the elements, the wind, the sky, the sea. It must never be shut in and become an academic art.
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Claude Debussy
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Our students wanted to know everything: but only the newest theory seemed to them worth bothering with. Knowing nothing of the intellectual achievements of the past, they kept fresh and intact their enthusiasm for 'the latest thing'. Fashion dominated their interest: they valued ideas not for themselves but for the prestige that they could wring from them.
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Claude LΓ©vi-Strauss
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beyond the tilled plain, beyond the toy roofs, there would be a low suffusion of inutile loveliness, a low sun in a platinum haze with a warm, peeled-peach tinge pervading the upper edge of a two-dimensional, dove-grey cloud fusing with the distant amorous mist. there might be a line of spaced trees silhouetted against the horizon, and hot still noons above a wilderness of clover, and claude lorrain clouds inscribed remotely into misty azure with only their cumulus part conscpicuous against the neutral swoon of the background. or again, it might be a stern el greco horizon, pregnant with inky rain, and a passing glimpse of some mummy-necked farmer, and all around alternating strips of quick-silverish water and harsh green corn, the whole arrangement opening like a fan, somewhere in kansas.
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Vladimir Nabokov (Lolita)
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I plucked my soul out of its secret place, And held it to the mirror of my eye, To see it like a star against the sky, A twitching body quivering in space, A spark of passion shining on my face. And I explored it to determine why This awful key to my infinity Conspires to rob me of sweet joy and grace. And if the sign may not be fully read, If I can comprehend but not control, I need not gloom my days with futile dread, Because I see a part and not the whole. Contemplating the strange, I’m comforted By this narcotic thought: I know my soul.
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Claude McKay
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The fervor and single-mindedness of this deification probably have no precedent in history. It's not like Duvalier or Assad passing the torch to the son and heir. It surpasses anything I have read about the Roman or Babylonian or even Pharaonic excesses. An estimated $2.68 billion was spent on ceremonies and monuments in the aftermath of Kim Il Sung's death. The concept is not that his son is his successor, but that his son is his reincarnation. North Korea has an equivalent of Mount Fujiβ€”a mountain sacred to all Koreans. It's called Mount Paekdu, a beautiful peak with a deep blue lake, on the Chinese border. Here, according to the new mythology, Kim Jong Il was born on February 16, 1942. His birth was attended by a double rainbow and by songs of praise (in human voice) uttered by the local birds. In fact, in February 1942 his father and mother were hiding under Stalin's protection in the dank Russian city of Khabarovsk, but as with all miraculous births it's considered best not to allow the facts to get in the way of a good story.
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Christopher Hitchens (Love, Poverty, and War: Journeys and Essays)