Quote by Helen Rowland
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The woman who appeals to a mans vanity may stimulate him, the woman who appeals to his heart may attract him, but it is the woman who appeals to his imagination who gets him. – Helen Rowland

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Some women can be fooled all of the time, and all women can be fooled some of the time, but the same woman cant be fooled by the same man in the same way more than half of the time. – Helen Rowland

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I enjoy working on a movie that lets your imagination run wild, its great to be a part of and watch. – Chris Hemsworth

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The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. – William Blake

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The really great writers are people like Emily Bronte who sit in a room and write out of their limited experience and unlimited imagination. – James A. Michener

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I do a lot of curiosity buying I buy it if I like the album cover, I buy it if I like the name of the band, anything that sparks my imagination. I still like to go to record stores, I like to just wander around and Ill buy whatever catches my attention. – Bruce Springsteen

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