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"I've heard every pie joke in the book. I'm still waiting for an original one."
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"The way I see it, I can either cross the street, or I can keep waiting for another few years of green lights to go by."
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"I felt like a hunted animal, followed constantly, waiting to be killed."
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"But there isn't any second half of myself waiting to plug in and make me whole. It's there. I'm already whole."
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"You usually have to wait for that which is worth waiting for."
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"Making a movie is a long, dull process. There's a lot of waiting around."
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"Ich werde stehen und warten.Ich werde mA1?4de werden.Ich werde nicht einschlafen.Ich werde sterben."
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"Time felt slower when we do nothing but wait."
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"It's about pursuing it rather than waiting to see what comes along. That's partly because I found myself getting typecast, as everyone does unless they pursue roles that are very different from what they've done before."
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"I've been waiting for that bright sunshine to show up and shine in my back door someday."
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"All the girls I had ever loved were mine. Each gave me what she alone had to give and to each I gave what she alone knew how to take."
Romance

"When someone is seeking, said Siddartha, "It happens quite easily that he only sees the thing that he is seeking; that he is unable to find anything, unable to absorb anything, because he is only thinking of the thing he is seeking, because he has a goal, because he is obsessed with his goal. Seeking means: to have a goal; but finding means: to be free, to be receptive, to have no goal. You, O worthy one, are perhaps indeed a seeker, for in striving towards your goal, you do not see many things that are under your nose."
Discovery

"At Night on the High SeasAt night, when the sea cradles meAnd the pale star gleamLies down on its broad waves,Then I free myself whollyFrom all activity and all the loveAnd stand silent and breathe purely,Alone, alone cradled by the seaThat lies there, cold and silent, with a thousand lights.Then I have to think of my friendsAnd my gaze sinks into their eyes,And I ask each one, silent and alone:"Are you still mine?Is my sorrow a sorrow to you, my death a death?Do you feel from my love, my grief,Just a breath, just an echo?"And the sea peacefully gazes back, silent,And smiles: NOAnd no greetings and no answers come from anywhere."
Reflection

"In each individual the spirit is made flesh, in each one the whole of creation suffers, in each one a Savior is crucified."
Creation

"There is no reality except the one contained within us."
Consciousness

"And while he compared all these things which he was seeing with his eyes to the mental pictures he had painted of them in his homesickness, it became clear to him that he was, after all, destined to be a poet, and he saw that in poets' dreams reside a beauty and enchantment that one seeks in vain in the things of the real world."
Inspirational

"Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, be fortified by it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it."
Wisdom

"Eternity is a mere moment, just long enough for a joke."
Time

"Love of God," he said slowly, searching for words, "is not alwaysthe same as love of good, I wish it were that simple. We know whatis good, it is written in the Commandments. But God is notcontained only in the Commandments, you know; they are only aninfinitesimal part of Him. A man may abide by the Commandmentsand be far from God."
Faith

"I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn't pleasant, it's not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves."
Identity
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