Quote by Vidal Sassoon
It was my mothers idea. Her feeling was that I didnt have the inte

It was my mothers idea. Her feeling was that I didnt have the intelligence to pick a trade myself. – Vidal Sassoon

Other quotes by Vidal Sassoon

Hairdressers are a wonderful breed. You work one-on-one with another human being and the object is to make them feel so much better and to look at themselves with a twinkle in their eye. – Vidal Sassoon

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work
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Ill never forget one morning I walked in and I had a hell of a bruise – it had been a difficult night the night before – and a client said to me, Good God, Vidal, what happened to your face? And I said, Oh, nothing, madam, I just fell over a hairpin. – Vidal Sassoon

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Morning
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Realizing our society as it is, without theology dogmatically telling us how we should react to it, and being humane toward that society, that is all that were sure of. – Vidal Sassoon

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Other Quotes from
Intelligence
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Human beings exercise responsibilities within a social setting and a framework of obligations which transcend the principle of intelligence. – Michael Polanyi

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Intelligence

The intelligence failures with respect to Iraq were massive and have damaged our credibility around the world. – Carl Levin

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Intelligence

I dont know how to depict intelligence. – David Fincher

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Intelligence

The Patriot Act removed major legal barriers that prevented the law enforcement, intelligence, and national defense communities from talking and coordinating their work to protect the American people and our national security. – Jon Porter

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Intelligence

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I try to decorate my imagination as much as I can. – Franz Schubert

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The roots of all goodness lie in the soil of appreciation for goodness. – Dalai Lama

A silent man is easily reputed wise. A man who suffers none to see him in the common jostle and undress of life, easily gathers round him a mysterious veil of unknown sanctity, and men honor him for a saint. The unknown is always wonderful. – Frederick William Robertson

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