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Quote by Kathryn Stockett
It can be really powerful to write something when youre sad. - Kat

It can be really powerful to write something when youre sad. – Kathryn Stockett

Other quotes by Kathryn Stockett

When Demetrie got sick, we knew it was our responsibility to take care of her and pay her medical bills. And we embraced that. But the tricky part is, like so many families in the South, we also expected her to use a separate bathroom, to use separate utensils. – Kathryn Stockett

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Medical
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Kathryn Stockett
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As I wrote, I found that Aibileen had some things to say that really werent in her character. She was older, soft-spoken, and she started showing some attitude. – Kathryn Stockett

Category:
Attitude
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Kathryn Stockett
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Other Quotes from
sad
category

Nowadays you really have to pump out that blockbuster in order to have the luxury of getting a body of work, and thats sad because the work suffers. Today everything is based on money. The older actors, they inspire me. – Dylan McDermott

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sad

Next to a lost battle, nothing is so sad as a battle that has been won. – Arthur Wellesley

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sad

Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever. – Chief Joseph

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sad

I have had stalkers over the years. The police deal with it but it is very scary. One man kept turning up where we filmed Countdown in Leeds, which was scary. It was sad as hed been sectioned and thought I was talking to him through the TV. – Carol Vorderman

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sad

Random Quotes

The whole world is about three drinks behind. – Humphrey Bogart

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Alcohol/Alcoholism

I get appalled when I see good drivers being left on the sidelines because they havent come up with the half million to a million to put themselves in a competitive car. – John Surtees

Category:
car

He who will not reason is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and he who dares not is a slave. – William Drummond, Academical Questions

Category:
Thinking

I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind. – Rumi

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Rumi