Quote by Michael Cunningham
I just dont feel much interested in the lifestyles of the rich and

I just dont feel much interested in the lifestyles of the rich and famous. – Michael Cunningham

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On a summer night it can be lovely to sit around outside with friends after dinner and, yes, read poetry to each other. Keats and Yeats will never let you down, but its differently exciting to read the work of poets who are still walking around out there. – Michael Cunningham

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As a shy kid growing up in Sheffield, I fantasized about how it would be great to be famous so I wouldnt actually have to talk to people and feel awkward. And of course, as we all know from fairy stories, when you achieve that ambition, you find out you dont want it. – Jarvis Cocker

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Famous remarks are very seldom quoted correctly. – Simeon Strunsky

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I dont like being recognised, I have no interest in being famous at all, I just do what I do. If I could be like Captain Kirk and beam myself up and then beam myself down, I would! – Bruce Dickinson

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Its been real weird. It wasnt how I expected my life to turn out. Especially, mainly pertaining to the show. It never crossed my mind that one day Im gonna be big and famous and have my own TV show, you know? – Jack Osbourne

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