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I drove out of Dartmouth and after a while Start Bay emerged out of the brightening gloom like the end of a set of parentheses in a book about the natural world. Inside the parentheses was a story about the sea. Outside them, the land: green, red and brown fields, and hills curling over the landscape. I saw small, delicate clumps of snowdrops, big rough patches of gorse, and along the thin road, houses with yellow roses and mimosa growing in their gardens. — Scarlett Thomas

The combination of hatred and technology is the greatest danger threatening mankind. — Simon Wiesenthal

There was a great jagged hole where they had ripped out the fireplace; the wall around it was crowded with faded graffiti explain who loved who, who was gay and who should fuck off. — Tana French

Why should we give God thanks? Because everything we have comes from God. — Billy Graham

It is looking at things for a long time that ripens you and gives you a deeper meaning. — Vincent Van Gogh

This is fundamentally true of the media business, the rigmarole you go through while trying to make 25 movies while not seeing your kids. — Stacey Snider

Prayer for today:
Dear Lord, the eternal ecstatic joy within me is often turned into bondage by my labeling mind. Please, give me some meditative wisdom. — Saurabh Sharma

Many love me, but by none am I enough beloved. — Margaret Oliphant

I figured if I told it to myself often enough, I would start believing it. — Lisa Kleypas

I'm always telling myself I don't have many feelings. Even when something does affect me I'm only moderately moved. I almost never cry. It's not that I'm stronger than the ones with teary eyes, I'm weaker. They have courage. When all you are is skin and bones, feelings are a brave thing. I'm more of a coward. The difference is minimal though, I just use my strength not to cry. When I do allow myself a feeling, I take the part that hurts and bandage it up with a story that doesn't cry, that doesn't dwell on homesickness. — Herta Muller