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Religion is the everlasting dialogue between humanity and God. Art is its soliloquy. ↗

— Franz Werfel

#between #dialogue #everlasting #god #humanity

Acting will always be my first passion, it's what I live to do and I hope to be lucky enough to do it the rest of my life. ↗

— Devon Werkheiser

#always #enough #first #hope #i

I do believe in ghosts. Freaky things will happen, and I'm like, 'The wind didn't do that! Some spirit did'. ↗

— Devon Werkheiser

#did #freaky #ghosts #happen #i

I have come to realize that Jesse Helms stands for everything in politics that is anathema to me. ↗

— William Weld

#come #everything #helms #i #jesse

I suggest to you that increasing the size of America's economic pie - which can be achieved only if everybody has a seat at the table - is the most important challenge facing our country today. ↗

— William Weld

#america #challenge #country #economic #everybody

It was pretty awful for us children because we never really knew the local children. Mother was keen for us to learn languages, so our travels took us to France and Italy, as well as the West Country. ↗

— Mary Wesley

#because #children #country #france #italy

Whatever happened to the good old days: you know, dirty attics, tuberculosis and general all-round suffering? ↗

— Arnold Wesker

#dirty #general #good #good old days #happened

Movie directing is a perfect refuge for the mediocre. ↗

— Orson Welles

#mediocre #movie #perfect #refuge

What did she say to you?" "Nothing." "Oh, great. I have to try to get you out of this mess after you hit a girl for nothing," he whispered angrily. "Josephine, don't waste my time. You don't seem like a violent type. She had to have said something to rile you. "I just don't like her. She's vain. She puts her hair all over my books when she sits in front of me in class." "So you hit her?" "No ... yes." "A girl puts her hair all over your books, so you break her nose?" "Well, I don't think it's broken, personally." "Doctor Kildare, we are not here to give a medical opinion. I want to know what she said to you." "God," I yelled exasperated. "She said something to upset me, okay?" "What? That you were ugly? That you smell? What?" I looked horrified. "I'm not ugly. I don't smell." He sighed and took off his glasses, sitting down in front of me and pulling my chair towards him. "I was just asking for a reason." "Never mind," I said. "That creep out there wants -you to pay for his daughter's nose-job. Because of that nose-job she will be a famous model one day and you'll be working in a fast-food chain because you couldn't finish your Higher School Certificate due to expulsion. Now tell me what she said." "There's nothing wrong with a fast-food chain," I said, thinking of my McDonald's job. "I'm really getting pissed off now, Josephine. You called me out of work for this and you won't tell me why." "Just go," I said, as he stood up and paced the room. "I'll defend myself in court." He groaned and looked up to the ceiling pulling his hair. "God save me from days like this," he begged. "Go," I yelled. "Okay. Let him win. He's a creep. Creeps always win," he said walking to the door. "But don't think you're going to make it in a court room, young lady. If you can't be honest, don't expect to stand up in a court room and defend honesty." "She called me a wog, amongst other things," I said, finally. "I haven't been called one for so long. It offended me. It made me feel pathetic." "Did you provoke her?" "Yes. I called her a racist pig due to some things she was saying." "Is she one?" "God, yes. The biggest. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#josephine #michael #provoke #food

We need a complete ban on soft money, which is sort of an enveloping problem, and a ceiling on the amount of money that can be spent on a given race. ↗

— William Weld

#ban #ceiling #complete #enveloping #given