Quote by Larry Wall
For me, writing is a love-hate relationship. - Larry Wall

For me, writing is a love-hate relationship. – Larry Wall

Other quotes by Larry Wall

I think the way IBM has embraced the open source philosophy has been quite astonishing, but gratifying. I hope theyll do very well with it. – Larry Wall

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Hope
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I want people to use Perl. I want to be a positive ingredient of the world and make my American history. So, whatever it takes to give away my software and get it used, thats great. – Larry Wall

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positive
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I met Roys father once… And I think that Roys relationship with his father is still at the heart of what Roy does. But at the end of the day, hes trying to prove himself to a father hell never really please. – Jim Lampley

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relationship

Till now I have never shot a scene without taking account of what stands behind the actors because the relationship between people and their surroundings is of prime importance. – Michelangelo Antonioni

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relationship

I never felt I had the kind of relationship with Magic that I could just pick up the phone and call him at home. – Karl Malone

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relationship

I think our relationship with Epic had run its natural course, and it happened to coincide with the fulfillment of our contract. We decided not to resign with them. – Mike McCready

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relationship

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After all, all he did was string together a lot of old, well-known quotations. – H.L. Mencken, about Shakespeare

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Quotations

Man is the sole animal whose nudity offends his own companions, and the only one who, in his natural actions, withdraws and hides himself from his own kind. – Montaigne

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Body

Whenever you discuss politics, it is always better to use individual names rather then the term neocon. – David Frum

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Politics

A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer…. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring. – E.B. White

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Poetry