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Former President Bush, to celebrate his 80th birthday, jumped out of an airplane. And if you've seen the polls, you know he's not the only Bush in freefall. — David Letterman

Books should confuse. Literature abhors the typical. Literature flows to the particular, the mundane, the greasiness of paper, the taste of warm beer, the smell of onion or quince. Auden has a line: "Ports have names they call the sea." Just so will literature describe life familiarly, regionally, in terms life is accustomed to use
high or low matters not. Literature cannot by this impulse betray the grandeur of its subject
there is only one subject: What it feels like to be alive. Nothing is irrelevant. Nothing is typical. — Richard Rodriguez

I think if love is real, and headed toward the altar, the sex part-within reason-can wait. — Ellen Hopkins

Have you forgotten what it feels like to be alive? The grace of life shining on you; each breath vitalizing you with possibility? Remember! — Bryant McGill

Forgive me if I am wary of your goodwill, Your Grace. — Sarah MacLean

A sad truth is that we don't know what we really believe! We don't know how we operate. We don't know what is holding us back. We don't know why we do what we do. — Maddy Malhotra

Analysts often write about the need for certain cultures not to lose face, or ever be seen to back down, but this is not just a problem in the Arab or East Asian cultures - it is a human problem expressed in different ways. — Tim Marshall

Old age is not synonymous with being 'glad to die. — Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

Security and contentment can come only through interdependence of every man upon every other man. — Walter Russell

We've only explored about 5% of our ocean. There are great discoveries yet to be made down there - fantastic creatures representing millions of years of evolution and possibly bioactive compounds that could benefit us in ways we can't even imagine. — Edith Widder