I used to be six foot four. Now that I'm old, I slouch. So, I'm six foot three. - Jack Palance

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I started writing when I was 9 years old. I was like this weird kid who would just stay in my room, typing little funny magazines and drawing comic strips.

Jack Palance

I used to be six foot four. Now that I'm old, I slouch. So, I'm six foot three.

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The only two things you can truly depend upon are gravity and greed.

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One of the most important reasons for living is to do something - live outside of yourself and put together an idea, an idea that you want to explore and then complete. . . Awaken your creative sensitivities!

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Most of the stuff I do is garbage.

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Billy Crystal. . . I crap bigger than him.

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Studio press agents make up anything they want to, and reporters go along with it. One flack created the legend that I had been blown up in an air crash during the war, and my face had to be put back together by way of plastic surgery. If it is a 'bionic face,' why didn't they do a better job of it?

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Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another.

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There is no experimental data that exists that supports the view that the Earth's climate is changing in any dangerous way.

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My message is simple - freedom works a lot better than the authoritarian style of government.

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Meister Eckhart

A question arises regarding the angels who dwell with us, serve us and protect us, whether their joys are equal to those of the angels in heaven, or whether they are diminished by the fact that they protect and serve us. No, they are certainly not; for the work of the angels is the will of God, and the will of God is the work of the angels; their service to us does not hinder their joy nor their working. If God told an angel to go to a tree and pluck caterpillars off it, the angel would be quite ready to do so, and it would be his happiness, if it were the will of God.

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