As soon as I arrive at the house, Laurie starts running, hits my chest, knocks me down, and licks my face. It’s become a family ritual.
BEVERLY SILLSThe press frequently sneers at the hype devoted to a superstar, but the press itself is responsible for all the hype.
More Beverly Sills Quotes
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There is a growing strength in women, but it is in the forehead, not in the forearm.
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I don’t share blame. I don’t share credit. And I don’t share desserts.
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I can make a pretty tone as well as anyone, but there are times when the drama of a scene demands the opposite of a pretty sound.
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There is something in me-I just can’t stand to admit defeat.
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I can’t be happy every day but I can be cheerful.
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The press frequently sneers at the hype devoted to a superstar, but the press itself is responsible for all the hype.
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It seemed no longer important whether everyone loved me or not, more important now was for me to love them
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I’ve always tried to be cheerful, because I think people who whine are boring, and I never could tolerate bores.
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I never share credit or desserts.
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Everything you need you already have. You are complete right now, you are a whole, total person, not an apprentice person on the way to someplace else. Your completeness must be understood by you and experienced in your thoughts as your own personal reality.
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Don’t get me started on critics.
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Opera is an extremely disciplined art form, and every excess a singer indulges in has a direct effect on the voice.
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The Lourie Center eases the burden of children and their families through early intervention and diagnoses and treatment.
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My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man’s anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires.
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There are an awful lot of skinny people in the cemetery.
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