Quote by Florence King
Americans worship creativity the way they worship physical beauty

Americans worship creativity the way they worship physical beauty – as a way of enjoying elitism without guilt: God did it. – Florence King

Other quotes by Florence King

He travels fastest who travels alone, and that goes double for she. Real feminism is spinsterhood. – Florence King

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alone
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Now the only thing I miss about sex is the cigarette afterward. Next to the first one in the morning, its the best one of all. It tasted so good that even if I had been frigid I would have pretended otherwise just to be able to smoke it. – Florence King

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Morning
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People are so busy dreaming the American Dream, fantasizing about what they could be or have a right to be, that theyre all asleep at the switch. Consequently we are living in the Age of Human Error. – Florence King

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Age
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Beauty
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Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon. – Andre Gide

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Beauty

Rare is the union of beauty and purity. – Juvenal

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Beauty

Beauty is the still birth of suffering, every woman knows that. – Emily Prager

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Beauty

Beauty, of course, is the most important requirement and the paramount asset of the applicant. – Florenz Ziegfeld

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The fighter loses more than his pride in the fight he loses part of his future. Hes a step closer to the slum he came from. – Floyd Patterson

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When people stand up and talk about the great success that the EU has been, Im not sure anybody saying it really believes it themselves anymore. – Nigel Farage

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Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph — green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree. – Cyril Connolly

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