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I didn't need to be kissing a man who'd ruthlessly cut me out of his life. Didn't need to reward his shitty treatment of me. Jess had an m.o. for dealing with badly behaving males - she called it ABC: Always Be Crazier. — Kresley Cole

Works of imagination excel by their allurement and delight; by their power of attracting and detaining the attention. That book is good in vain which the reader throws away. He only is the master who keeps the mind in pleasing captivity; whose pages are perused with eagerness, and in hope of new pleasure are perused again; and whose conclusion is perceived with an eye of sorrow, such as the traveller casts upon departing day. — Samuel Johnson

Be soft, even if you stand to get squashed. — E. M. Forster

In theory it might be so that the reasons you live are what you'd die for. — Daniel C. Tomas

There are millions of Americans who are suffering from chronic pain. — Jennifer Grey

Be assured those will be thy worst enemies, not to whom thou hast done evil, but who have done evil to thee. And those will be thy best friends, not to whom thou hast done good, but who have done good to thee. — Tacitus

Suffering is overrated. It doesn't teach you anything. — Bill Veeck

Our staff not only received the reports from these agencies, they examined them. They questioned them. — John Sherman Cooper

I prefer darker things and more minimal stuff. I don't like when people just put words on canvases. — Eliot Paulina Sumner

I think about sculpture all the time. I work at it for ten to twelve hours a day. I even dream about it. If as a result I was only to produce something that everyone immediately understood I would't have been thinking very profoundly. — Henry Moore

Wherever flaxseeds become a regular food item among the people, there will be better health. — Mahatma Gandhi

She was my sister, beloved, who had stayed in my room around the clock when I'd been eight and suffered with a case of the flu that nearly killed me. She was my sister, whose clarinet playing inspired me to find the music in me, to settle on the saxophone, which had fast become the key to my identity. I loved her as I loved no one else, as no others had allowed me to love them, and if I were to kill her under the influence of some malign spirit, I might as well then kill myself. — Dean Koontz