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It took me 14 years to write poems about Vietnam. I had never thought about writing about it, and in a way I had been systematically writing around it.

It takes the passage of time before an image of a commonplace subject can be assessed. The great difficulty of what I attempt is seeing beyond the moment; the everydayness of life gets in the way of the eternal.

It took me fifty years to deal with the Holocaust at all. And I did it in a literary way.

It the proof of high culture to say the greatest matters in the simplest way.

It took me three years to learn to dress in the American way, especially in winter. That was just like me. I barely wear socks even now.

It takes strength to make your way through grief, to grab hold of life and let it pull you forward.

I turn and I slowly walk away and I don't look back. It has always been a fault of mine, but it is the way I am. I never look back. Never.

It used to be that if someone was to get involved in feminism, it was probably because they were already interested. They were already interested in feminism; they were already interested in being an activist, and they found their way to like a NOW meeting or to a consciousness-raising group or something like that.

I turn down invitations to do things for money. I have almost no interest in making money. Actually, I've acquired a fair amount of money that I will never live to spend. So earning money, in a way, depresses me, because I feel it's just piling up.

It used to be that nobody would really argue with a woman, because what she thought (unless it was by way of providing helpful comments about one's own work) just didn't matter.

It used to worry me what people said about me. I'm learning not to worry as much. Sometimes you feel critics are wrong all the time, but I don 't take objection to it, because that's the way it goes. They can be wrong, they can be right. They can be cruel, they can be kind.

I turned from my wicked ways and embraced Jesus. The next thing I knew, good times had come my way.

It was a backwards memory of an event in his future so terrifying that it had generated harmonics of fear all the way along his lifeline.

It turned out that time doesn't heal the wound , but in its so merciful way , blunts the edges ever so slightly

It used to be that if you had a pretty good record, you could stop by a station in Little Rock or Atlanta and let the DJ listen to it. No way something like that can happen now.

It was a cool day and very clear. You could see a long way-but not as far as Velma had gone.

It was a decision to work clean. I just prefer to work that way. I have no problem with comedians who don't work that way. There was a temptation in the early '70s to reconsider. I decided against it.

It was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising in my chest. It was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came. But it was neither of those, buoyant where they were heavy, bright were they dull.

It was a great escape for me and it was a way to take a break from what was going on in my own world, to go into another world.

It was an interesting way to come across in my first big role. To work with Robert DeNiro was very exciting.

It was all the things I wanted my music to be, but yet it wasn't grand and it wasn't obtuse - it wasn't overshooting, it wasn't undershooting, it was precise. The lyrics and the way that I was able to extract and excavate emotion within me.

It was an effort to include intelligent design and treat it as science, disparaging evolution along the way. That will not stand.

It was a kingdom of dreams — a place where things would be just the way I wanted them to be.

It was a promise she knew I might not be able to keep. But I made it anyway because I was going to find a way to make it true.

It was a surprise to me and a happy accident that it was such a skill [natural falsetto] - a latent skill and that there was a way to exploit it. And it was a key to playing great role Frankie Valli in such a huge show.

It was cool to me, as a fan of the comics, to see some of the villains that end up finding them there, and the way that they abuse Coulson before the superheroes come. I'm always, in the movies or in the animated series, getting into trouble that a superhero has to bail me out of.

It was beautiful in a harsh I'm-going-to-gut-you-like-a-fish kind of way.

It was as if he (Sigmar Polke) painted his imagery in a highly wrought way, instead of a calculatedly dumb way, or mechanical way, by silk-screening or by tracing from epidiascope projections, and so on.

It was as though she was an exile from a world that saw things her way

It was a way out of poverty. It was a way to success. It was a way to education. And it was a way to a brighter day for me.

It was called the Middle Ages, the Dark Ages. If not for the monks, everything the world had ever learned would have been lost. Well, we live in a similar time, when we're losing the vast majority of what we do and see and learn. But it doesn't have to be that way.

It was a pity thoughts always ran the easiest way, like water in old ditches.

It was a such a surprise, such an absolute shocking surprise to me to not know what you're doing and to find out that this thing that you don't even know how to do, that you're sure you don't know how to do, speaks to so many people and touches so many people in some way.

It was foolish indeed - thus to run farther and farther from all who could help her, as if she had been seeking a fit spot for the goblin creature to eat her in at his leisure; but that is the way fear serves us: it always sides with the thing we are afraid of.

It was hard to turn down the money since I didn't have a job, but I didn't want to exploit my notoriety because I knew the way I'd been living was wrong.

It was interesting the way a small hate could grow inside a big hate and take it over.

It was I who made Fellini famous, not the other way around.

It was Dr. King's tireless activism that fostered our modern way of relating to one another.

It was easy to blame other people for treating me in ways I didn't like, but now I was seeing that I was the one at fault. The only way you can be mistreated is by allowing yourself to be mistreated, and that was something I did over and over again. Somehow, I needed to find that glimmer of self-respect, buried deep inside, that would allow me to say: I am never going to let that happen to me again. I needed to learn how to stand up for myself in a different way, but I didn't know how.

It was hard to trust someone enough to let them all the way in when I didn't think they deserved to be there. -Cora

It was her way of saying, "You should kill yourself.

It was Hillary Clinton who left Americans in harm's way in Benghazi and after four Americans fell, said: ''What difference, at this point, does it make?''

It was easy to be moral when that was the way you felt anyway. The hard bit about morality was making yourself feel the opposite of what you really felt.

It was hard to remember what the yard had looked like even twelve hours before, undisturbed and pristine. Like it takes so little to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.

It was like either: (A) I was a terrible guy who was knowingly doing this rotten thing over and over, or (B) it wasn’t so rotten, really, just normal, and the way to confirm it was normal was to keep doing it, over and over.

It was likely that no one had been surprised, however, as it was clear that Aline and Mckenna belonged together. There was something invisible and yet irrefutable that made them a couple. Perhaps it was the way both of them stole quick glances at each other when one though the other wasn't looking... glances of wonder and hunger.

It was mostly an aura about him (Gene Kelly). For me he was Hollywood. The way I'd imagined it as a child.

It was not possible to formulate the laws of quantum mechanics in a fully consistent way without reference to the consciousness.

It was like the way you wanted sunshine on Saturdays, or pancakes for breakfast. They just made you feel good.

It was long ago in my life as a simple reporter that I decided that facts must never get in the way of truth.