Quote by Giuliana Rancic
I wasnt prepared to get a mammogram until I was 40 years old, like

I wasnt prepared to get a mammogram until I was 40 years old, like Id been told. I never in my wildest dreams expected anything to be wrong. – Giuliana Rancic

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I thought I was dreaming. It was the most amazing moment of my entire life. Not only is Bill the love of my life, but hes also my best friend. I couldnt believe my dream guy was asking me to marry him! – Giuliana Rancic

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Im from Naples. I was born in a poor neighborhood and I always, in my heart, felt like it would be amazing to be able to adopt a child from Naples. I could give someone the opportunity I had. I would love to give back in that way and pay it forward. – Giuliana Rancic

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Without peace, all other dreams vanish and are reduced to ashes. – Jawaharlal Nehru

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Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time. – H. P. Lovecraft

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Dreams

The ideal of all Kosovo is membership in the E.U. and a permanent friendship with the United States. I believe and I am convinced our dreams will come true. – Atifete Jahjaga

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I worked on my voice for Sweet Dreams, but only to match my speaking voice to Patsys actual singing voice. That was my way into that character. – Jessica Lange

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Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do. – Voltaire

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I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do, because I notice it always coincides with their own desires. – Susan B. Anthony

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As a Christian, there is no other part of the New Right ideology that concerns me more than its self-serving misuse of religious faith. – Mark Hatfield

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Faith
[T]he poetic soul… a living lyre, it only lives enough to echo, and all that it has of life it pours out, and spends in song: the inspiring tripod which the poet ascends, at once unites him to, and separates him from, society. – Alexandre Vinet (1797–1847)

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