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Harry Graf Kessler

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How rich our German life is compared to France or England: what an abundance of social types and customs with completely different origins… Germany is a world, whereas England and France, with their stereotypically divided three social classes, are but enlarged villages… what a stage for a Balzac.

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We cannot all be great, but we can always attach ourselves to something that it great.

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Tim Pigott-Smith once told me to never get off the carousel, i.e., just keep working. It’s much harder to get back on and get a job when you’re unemployed. But from my own experience, my advice would be keep the faith, be yourself, and don’t be afraid to say ‘no.’ It’s the only power we have!

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April 30, 2024

Tim Pigott-Smith once told me to never get off the carousel, i.e., just keep working. It’s much harder to get back on and get a job when you’re unemployed. But from my own experience, my advice would be keep the faith, be yourself, and don’t be afraid to say ‘no.’ It’s the only power we have!

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April 30, 2024

We cannot all be great, but we can always attach ourselves to something that it great.

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