Quote by William Shatner
We live in grief for having left the womb, for having left the tea

We live in grief for having left the womb, for having left the teat, then school, then home. In my case, it was leaving marriages, and the death of my wife. – William Shatner

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My kids say if theres any family dinner that doesnt result in somebody crying, its not a good dinner. They cry because it helps relieve them of a guilt or some onerous emotional burden. Its like a family tradition. – William Shatner

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How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? Its simple. I drink the blood of young runaways. – William Shatner

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We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death. – David Sarnoff

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Normality is death. – Theodor Adorno

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In our brief national history we have shot four of our presidents, worried five of them to death, impeached one and hounded another out of office. And when all else fails, we hold an election and assassinate their character. – P. J. ORourke

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Life levels all men. Death reveals the eminent. – George Bernard Shaw

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An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense which shows him intoxicating pleasures, but which at the same time implies and contains an equally exquisite sense of all deformities and all disproportion. – Charles Baudelaire

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