Quote by Stevie Nicks
Rock and menopause do not mix. It is not good, it sucks and every

Rock and menopause do not mix. It is not good, it sucks and every day I fight it to the death, or, at the very least, not let it take me over. – Stevie Nicks

Other quotes by Stevie Nicks

I am pretty fearless, and you know why? Because I dont handle fear very well Im not a good terrified person. – Stevie Nicks

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Fear
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If you have stage fright, it never goes away. But then I wonder: is the key to that magical performance because of the fear? – Stevie Nicks

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Right now Im not involved with anybody, but I hope by 75 I will be again. – Stevie Nicks

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Only those who spread treachery, fire, and death out of hatred for the prosperity of others are undeserving of pity. – Jose Marti

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Its not life or death its a game and at the end of the game there is going to be a winner and a loser. – Bernhard Langer

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The Teutons have been singing the swan song ever since they entered the ranks of history. They have always confounded truth with death. – Henry Miller

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The sole equality on earth is death. – Philip James Bailey

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We believe that God is big enough to give every nationality their own religion, as hes given them their own taste in food, in plants, in furniture, and housing. I think that each religion has their basic Christ-ish way to get to the Everlasting God. – Duane Chapman

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There are no grades of vanity, there are only grades of ability in concealing it. – Mark Twain, Notebook, 1898

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