Quotes by Dorothy Johnson

I never thought it was going to be like this. I thought it was going to be one to two days.
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I never thought it was going to be like this. I thought it was going to be one to two days.
Not only is there no building like it in Iowa, but there is no building like it in the world.
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Not only is there no building like it in Iowa, but there is no building like it in the world.
They're selling drugs like they have a license to sell -- I mean, in open daylight.
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They're selling drugs like they have a license to sell -- I mean, in open daylight.
When is the new art building going to open?
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When is the new art building going to open?
I sat in a small room at school and came up with an answer to the problem. The girl turned around and was able to finish the 6th grade. That's an experience I never did forget and made me stretch more than I wanted to.
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I sat in a small room at school and came up with an answer to the problem. The girl turned around and was able to finish the 6th grade. That's an experience I never did forget and made me stretch more than I wanted to.
It is going to bump us up another level, ... It is remarkable that we have ranked as high as we have with the buildings we have.
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It is going to bump us up another level, ... It is remarkable that we have ranked as high as we have with the buildings we have.
It can't come soon enough, ... It is going to be thrilling.
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It can't come soon enough, ... It is going to be thrilling.
Juliette Récamier (1777–1849), is remembered for her exquisite beauty and grace—her portrait by David hangs in the Louvre; Gerard’s in the Carnavalet—but most of all she is defined by her romantic “friendships” which brought a certain frisson to the hermetic world of the literary salon. Madame Récamier’s salon was the first one to reopen its doors after the Revolution.
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Juliette Récamier (1777–1849), is remembered for her exquisite beauty and grace—her portrait by David hangs in the Louvre; Gerard’s in the Carnavalet—but most of all she is defined by her romantic “friendships” which brought a certain frisson to the hermetic world of the literary salon. Madame Récamier’s salon was the first one to reopen its doors after the Revolution.