Quote by Kevin Spacey
Success is like death. The more successful you become, the higher

Success is like death. The more successful you become, the higher the houses in the hills get and the higer the fences get. – Kevin Spacey

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I went through a period of great rebellion within my family, when I was about 9 or 10. I was mad, I had no focus, had no real interest in anything, and so I started to do things that were just rebellious and stupid. – Kevin Spacey

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I find it sad that by not talking about who I sleep with, that makes me mysterious. There was a time when I would have been called a gentleman. – Kevin Spacey

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sad
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If you havent turned rebel by twenty youve got no heart if you havent turned establishment by thirty youve got no brains! – Kevin Spacey

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I was court-martialled in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence. – Brendan Behan

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Giving is good, but taking is bad and brings death. – Hesiod

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The approach of death certainly concentrates the mind. – A. N. Wilson

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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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I used to have a theory actually that, if youve had a good childhood, a good marriage and a little bit of money in the bank, youre going to make a lousy comedian. – David Steinberg

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Every poem is a coat of arms. It must be deciphered. How much blood, how many tears in exchange for these axes, these muzzles, these unicorns, these torches, these towers, these martlets, these seedlings of stars and these fields of blue! – Jean Cocteau

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