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Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Kelley Armstrong

He emphasized murderous as if clarifying that he'd certainly believed me capable of making enemies, just not to that degree. I could have taken offense at that, but in Gabriel's world, if you aren't making the occasional enemy, you aren't trying hard enough. — Kelley Armstrong

Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Gregory Maguire

Memory is a part of the present. It builds us up inside; it knits our bones to our muscles and keeps our hearts pumping. It is memory that reminds our bodies to work, and memory that reminds our spirits to work to: it keeps us who we are.~Candle — Gregory Maguire

Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Edgar Bronfman, Sr.

Jewish sovereignty and governance over our ancestral home are, I believe, important goals that every Jew ought to support. — Edgar Bronfman, Sr.

Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Ian Wooldridge

A few years ago we colonised this place with some of our finest felons, thieves, muggers, alcoholics and prostitutes, a strain of depravity which I believe has contributed greatly to this country's amazing vigour and enterprise. — Ian Wooldridge

Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Jorge Ramos

The United States gave me opportunities that my country of origin could not: freedom of the press and complete freedom of expression. — Jorge Ramos

Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Cassandra Rose Clarke

One of the first things I learned. You get stranded, look for water. Then find a place to protect yourself. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Bentzon Brotherhood Quotes By Dorianne Laux

The slate black sky. The middle step
of the back porch. And long ago

my mother's necklace, the beads
rolling north and south. Broken

the rose stem, water into drops, glass
knob on the bedroom door. Last summer's

pot of parsley and mint, white roots
shooting like streamers through the cracks.

Years ago the cat's tail, the bird bath,
the car hood's rusted latch. Broken

little finger on my right hand at birth--
I was pulled out too fast. What hasn't

been rent, divided, split? Broken the days into nights, the night sky

into stars, the stars into patterns
I make up as I trace them

with a broken-off blade
of grass. Possible, unthinkable,

the cricket's tiny back as I lie
on the lawn in the dark, my hart

a blue cup fallen from someone's hands. — Dorianne Laux