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All those vitamins arent to keep death at bay, theyre to keep dete

All those vitamins arent to keep death at bay, theyre to keep deterioration at bay. – Jeanne Moreau

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When you live under the power of terror and segregation, you cant ever start a work of art. – Jeanne Moreau

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power
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Beyond the beauty, the sex, the titillation, the surface, there is a human being. And that has to emerge. – Jeanne Moreau

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Beauty
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You dont have to be a wreck. You dont have to be sick. Ones aim in life should be to die in good health. Just like a candle that burns out. – Jeanne Moreau

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Death
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Im one of the slowest drivers on the road. I mosey along. If youre doing anything too fast, including living life too fast, that creates sudden death. If I have to be somewhere on time, I make sure I leave early enough. – Anthony Hopkins

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Death

For me, habit is just a synonym for death. – Juliette Binoche

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Death

A man who wont die for something is not fit to live. – Martin Luther King, Jr.

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Death

The enemy fought with savage fury, and met death with all its horrors, without shrinking or complaining: not one asked to be spared, but fought as long as they could stand or sit. – Davy Crockett

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Greatness lies, not in being strong, but in the right using of strength and strength is not used rightly when it serves only to carry a man above his fellows for his own solitary glory. He is the greatest whose strength carries up the most hearts by the attraction of his own. – Henry Ward Beecher

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Men create gods after their own image, not only with regard to their form but with regard to their mode of life. – Aristotle

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People remain what they are even if their faces fall apart. – Bertolt Brecht

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I dont like poetry that just slaps violent words on a canvas, as it were. – Anne Stevenson

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