35 Quotes About Biographical
- Author Harry F. MacDonald
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Now you might remember the professor on the television show Gilligan’s Island. A really smart guy. He powered the island, developed a coconut clock, installed a plumbing and water system. He just never got around to fixing the boat. Brian was effective in just the same way.
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- Author Harry F. MacDonald
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The story of how I threw up over John Lennon’s Beatle boots is worth telling.
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- Author W.M.Aslam
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By the time I’d arrived back in England I’d read the entire book from cover to cover." -W.M.Aslam, Scott McNally's Mystery
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- Author Ernst Jünger
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We had come from lecture halls, school desks and factory workbenches, and over the brief weeks of training, we had bonded together into one large and enthusiastic group. Grown up in an age of security, we shared a yearning for danger, for the experience of the extraordinary. We were enraptured by war.
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- Author Sarah Forsyth
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Het bestaan van pijn heeft een reden: het is een signaal dat je moet stoppen met wat je doet.
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- Author Kent Galloway
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Dr. Jerry promised his family that he would write a letter home each week. Over 1,200 letters document his life with the Batwa Pygmies. The letters share the "good, bad, and ugly" as Jerry wanted the readers to know the successes and failures. Readers who like stories of hope, stories that inspire, and stories of overcoming will want to read this book.
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- Author G. K. Chesterton
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His father cultivated art and self-realisation; his mother went in for simplicity and hygiene. Hence the child, during his tenderer years, was wholly unacquainted with any drink between the extremes of absinth and cocoa, of both of which he had a healthy dislike.
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- Author Sue Perkins
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Frightfully pale and perpetually odd
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- Author Christine Arnothy
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Los pesados bombarderos rusos pasaban por encima de las casas con un sonido de trueno y soltaban sus proyectiles al azar, buscando al enemigo que jugaba a las escondidas con ellos. En éste juego macabro de gallina ciega, éramos nosotros los que estábamos vendados. Con los ojos cerrados, la cara escondida entre las manos, acechábamos el paso de los aviones y nuestros dedos temblorosos palpaban ansiosamente lo muros chorreantes.
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