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I was 12 when it really hit me. I did children's theatre camp during the summers and played a fairy in 'A… — Rachel McAdams Copy Share Image
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Certain miracles that I beheld there have haunted my memory ever since: a gray April morning of sirocco, when the almond blossoms,… — Harrison Gray Otis Dwight Copy Share Image
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There is a part of me that will forever want to be walking under autumn leaves, carrying a briefcase containing the works… — Roger Ebert Copy Share Image
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“[The Edwardian era] was a time of booming trade, of great prosperity and wealth in which the pageant of London Society took… — Violet Bonham Carter Copy Share Image
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I walk the straight lines. I walk through the summer nights. I walk the silver rope of dreams. I walk through dawns… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
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