You can’t save others from themselves because those who make a perpetual muddle of their lives don’t appreciate your interfering with the drama they’ve created. They want your poor-sweet-baby sympathy, but they don’t want to change.

Sue Grafton

Mots clés change sympathy drama kinsey-milhone poor-baby sue-grafton



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It is as it is. Betren son of Bromwell Defender of Delmarath

Cynthia Willerth

Mots clés science-fiction drama speculative-fiction christian-futuristic-fiction



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Has anybody ever seen a drama critic in the daytime? Of course not. They come out after dark, up to no good.

P.G. Wodehouse

Mots clés drama critics



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Let's sing our way out of this

Isabel Fraire

Mots clés singing drama musical-theatre



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What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?

Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath
such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?

William Shakespeare

Mots clés drama theatre



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What is drama but life with the dull bits cut out.

Alfred Hitchcock

Mots clés writing drama alfred-hitchcock



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How I love - writing, acting, breathing the atmosphere- and one day I'll have it. If I cannot write, I shall die.

Lily Koppel

Mots clés drama



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VIVA LA VIE BOHEME!

Jonathan Larson

Mots clés comedy drama theatre musical



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People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

Chuck Palahniuk

Mots clés drama resolutions



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I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from this
same old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry now. The colors I see no more. The rain has washed away many of the signs that once stood for a prosper
home and family. My grave is waiting. The dreams once filled my head with
images of world unison, hope and companionship for all. The saga spoken
through my canvas drew darker as the years went on to the bitter cold nights.
All that comes to me now are glimpses of faces that graced my soul.

Kris Courtney

Mots clés memoir drama artistic true-story award-artist



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