Believe me, I loved you all.
Believe me, I knew you, though faintly, and I loved, I loved you
All.

You did in your twenties what you knew how to do, and when you knew better you did better. And you should not be judged for the person that you were, but for the person that you're trying to be and the woman that you are now.

But tell me:
what you're gonna do,
when you don't have your crew?
You're lookin' in the mirror,
but yourself you never knew.
I don't really care if you're a Gentile or a Jew.
When you come to me, you better speak upon the true.

Well, [Lorca had] a gift for gab. For example, he makes striking metaphors, but I think he makes striking metaphors for him, because I think that his world was mostly verbal. I think that he was fond of playing words against each other, the contrast of words, but I wonder if he knew what he was doing.

It was my greatest triumph... and I never looked back. You think I was afraid fleeing Brennenburg? Quite the contrary. I knew it was my purgatory - hellfire made to wash away my sins. There's no denying the things I've done. But I have paid my tribute. I gave them that awful man... I did the right thing.

Here is where the problem started, you see, after sex and this is something we never knew - Ha ha, why would we? Tony "The Mouth" Donato, a guy quieter an inverted Trappist monk, like to talk.

I’d go to Lionel for a lot of advice. He was so supportive. He used to tell me: ‘CoCo, I never worried about you once. I always knew that you would kill it.’ He’s always been very sweet and supportive.

I just knew that I had to tell the world that there was torture, an undercover war against women. But this is not one person's war – all of us have to do something.

It was sort of frightening. He was so young. He didn't go out and play much. So if you want me to tell you the truth, I don't know where he got it. He just knew.

If I knew in 1986 how much it was going to cost to keep Pixar going, I doubt if I would have bought the company.

I knew most married women in my community put up with everything and anything. Any abuse, hopelessness, and I thought, was I here to be used and be abused? I knew there was so much I could do with my life, but on my terms.

She knew what she knew, like a sound dogmatist: she did not know what she did not — like a sound agnostic.

A man who has nothing in particular to recommend him discusses all sorts of subjects at random as though he knew everything. (p. 44)

Should I give up,
Or should I just keep chasing pavements?
Even if it leads nowhere,
Or would it be a waste?
Even if I knew my place should I leave it there?
Should I give up,
Or should I just keep chasing pavements?
Even if it leads nowhere.