Quote by Robert Carlyle
Ive always taken my love of children from my father. He was a chil

Ive always taken my love of children from my father. He was a children magnet. Suddenly, having my first child hit home what my dad went through. – Robert Carlyle

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There are a lot of things that make up a performance, a lot of technical things. It isnt always just about pulling it up from the darkest recesses of your mind or your heart. Its your experience and your observation. – Robert Carlyle

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I love sci-fi because it leads in the imagination, and I always say it has the most intelligent fans in the world. – Robert Carlyle

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Imagination
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Dad, wherever you are, you are gone but you will never be forgotten. – Conrad Hall

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When I was about 12 and first started wearing lipstick, my dad would ask, Are you wearing makeup? I would say back, Youre wearing more makeup there than I am! – Georgia Jagger

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My dad used to say, You have to become part of the machine to beat the machine, and theres some validity in it. But honestly, even when Im inside the machine, you still see me. I stick out a little bit. – Michael Shannon

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Whenever I fail as a father or husband… a toy and a diamond always works. – Shahrukh Khan

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Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith. – Oliver Wendell Holmes,Jr.

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There is a single light of science, and to brighten it anywhere is to brighten it everywhere. – Isaac Asimov

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The surface of American society is covered with a layer of democratic paint, but from time to time one can see the old aristocratic colors breaking through. – Alexis de Tocqueville

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Stuart was an early riser: he was almost always the first person up in the morning. He liked the feeling of being the first one stirring; he enjoyed the quiet rooms with the books standing still on the shelves, the pale light coming in through the windows, and the fresh smell of day. – E.B. White, Stuart Little, 1945

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