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Let me tell you, it is still morning in America. It just happens t

Let me tell you, it is still morning in America. It just happens to be kind of a head pounding, hung over for four hours in America – and its shaping up to be a nasty day, but its still morning in America. – Glenn Beck

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Were giving our freedoms away. The American experiment was about freedom. Freedom to be stupid, freedom to fail, freedom to succeed. – Glenn Beck

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A country is made not by policy alone, but by its music, its entertainment shows, all of it. – Glenn Beck

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I was in Washington, D.C., on the morning show, by the time I was 18, programming a station by 19, No. 1 in the mornings. I think I was making, I dont know, a quarter of a million dollars by the time I was 25. – Glenn Beck

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Waking up with a bad head in the morning is difficult sometimes. – Caroline Corr

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I write in the morning, I walk in the afternoon and I read in the evening. Its a very easy, lovely life. – Margaret Forster

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I just enjoy life now. I just enjoy every morning I get to wake up. – Nas

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It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues. – Philip Gibbs

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Preoccupation with money is the great test of small natures, but only a small test of great ones. – Nicolas Chamfort

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Man hath still either toys or care: But hath no root, nor to one place is tied, but ever restless and irregular, about this earth doth run and ride. He knows he hath a home, but scarce knows where He says it is so far, that he has quite forgot how to go there. – Henry Vaughan

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