Quote by Dodie Smith
The family — that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never

The family — that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to. – Dodie Smith

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Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty. – Dodie Smith

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You cannot have maternal health without reproductive health. And reproductive health includes contraception and family planning and access to legal, safe abortion. – Hillary Clinton

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In that I found being able to talk to my family about my feelings, praying for strength and realizing that our lives have a deep purpose and the journey of our lives is to find out what that is and express it, was the only way I could have gotten through it. – Marlo Thomas

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And I keep saying, whether you like the president or not, everybody has to pull together and help the president because, as the president goes, so goes the country, as the country goes, so goes your job, your ability to feed your family, your government. – Michael Bloomberg

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I was the oldest of the children in my family. I had to do a lot of diaper-changing and lunch-making. I was taking my little sister to ballet, picking up my brother, sort of being a super-nanny. – Vin Diesel

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The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

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If you break 100, watch your golf. If you break 80, watch your business. – Joey Adams

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The young people have MTV and rock and roll. Why would they go to read poetry? Poetry belongs to the Stone Age. It awakens in us perceptions that go back to those times. – Robert Morgan

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