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Quote by Louise Brown
When dad told me Mr Steptoe had passed away, I broke down. - Louis

When dad told me Mr Steptoe had passed away, I broke down. – Louise Brown

Other quotes by Louise Brown

I could write an entertaining novel about rejection slips, but I fear it would be overly long. – Louise Brown

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Fear
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Louise Brown
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Sometimes I like to play the soundtracks to famous musicals so we can all sing along. South Pacific is one of my favorites. Our neighbors must hate us. – Louise Brown

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famous
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Louise Brown
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Im the whitest guy you will ever meet. The first time I saw an African-American, my dad had to tell me to stop staring. – Glenn Beck

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But while mum and dad were incredibly caring, it was also a very chaotic household where everyone fought about everything. So I know what its like to internalize all that chaos. – Dave Eggers

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It is easier for a father to have children than for children to have a real father. – Pope John XXIII

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My parents were involved in everything I did. They were showbiz people themselves. My dad was an actor. They were parents they did what parents are supposed to do. – Tina Yothers

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The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience. The tourist is passive; he expects interesting things to happen to him. He goes “sight-seeing.” – Daniel J. Boorstin

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There can be no other occupation like gardening in which, if you were to creep up behind someone at their work, you would find them smiling. – Mirabel Osler

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There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. – John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994

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