Quote by Kenny Loggins
My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but Im af

My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but Im afraid if I do, Ill end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats. – Kenny Loggins

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You must have love as the core it takes courage to be willing to constantly tell the truth to each other and risk letting the relationship go. – Kenny Loggins

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Courage
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My trust in a higher power that wants me to survive and have love in my life, is what keeps me moving forward. – Kenny Loggins

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Life
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The corporate woman has been defined as the liberated woman and I see that as the exact opposite. I think she now is more enslaved, maybe even more than the housewife was because shes so out of her power, and imitating male power is not female power. – Kenny Loggins

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power
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The wonderful thing about Food for Thought is that it lets you keep your hand in theater and be in front of a live audience without a commitment of six months, or even three months. – Treat Williams

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Those other 10 oclock shows that come on, all you get from them is headaches and nightmares when you go to bed! At least we give you food, know what I mean? – Emeril Lagasse

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In my travels, I also noticed that kids in Thailand like spicy food, and kids in India love curry. Im hoping to introduce my son, Hudson, to lots of veggies and spices when hes young. I say that before hes started on solid foods, so it could be easier in theory than practice! – Curtis Stone

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Food was a constant topic of conversation in our household. – Paul Lynde

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Even back then, I exuded self-confidence, and that drives women crazy. – Larry David

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April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory out of desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in a forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers. – TS (Thomas Stearns) Eliot

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The author, as a rule, dearly loves every line of his work, from the first stroke down to the dotlet on the i, and certainly has a right to it. – Gustav Boehm, “A Discourse on Title Page Composition,” in The Inland Printer (Ch

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