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Why eat the same cereal every morning when you can get the milk for free" kind of ladies. I have always looked at it as "As long as I'm eating cereal and drinking milk every day, I'm satisfied — Jane Emery

The manager who understands what her employees want and need must seldom resort to the authority of the org chart or the paycheck. Taking a third-level approach, the smart manager doesn't scream the truth, but whispers messages that make others feel strong and successful. Only then are great change and real leadership possible. — Peter S. Temes

There can be no whiter whiteness than this one: An insurance man's shirt on its morning run. — Gwendolyn Brooks

Was it good to treasure the memory of a few perfect hours together? Or would I have been better off never meeting him? — Jennifer Echols

You just, barged in and flipped my entire world upside down," he says, voice heated. "I didn't know what to do. — Katie Klein

Like environmentalists, politicians generally privilege flora and fauna over folks. — Ilana Mercer

I had never encountered a being who deliberately perpetuated fraud against himself. — Harper Lee

There is no treatment for adore, but to love far more. — Henry David Thoreau

When I neglect the gospel, I'll want nice vacations and nice compliments and nice things to make my life nicer. I'll long to be able to compare myself favorably with others and to know that I am successful. I'll look down on those who don't meet my standards, and I'll idolize those who excel. I'll forget that he is preeminent. — Elyse M. Fitzpatrick

God is very great.
God is splendour.
God is majestic. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Then Scale by scale, We strip off The delicacy And eat The peaceful mush Of its green heart. — Pablo Neruda

I have huge respect for Nicola Sturgeon and for the SNP. — Martin McGuinness

Golden head by golden head,
Like two pigeons in one nest
Folded in each other's wings,
They lay down in their curtained bed:
Like two blossoms on one stem,
Like two flakes of new-fall'n snow,
Like two wands of ivory
Tipped with gold for awful kings.
Moon and stars gazed in at them,
Wind sang to them lullaby,
Lumbering owls forbore to fly,
Not a bat flapped to and fro
Round their rest:
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
Locked together in one nest. — Christina Rossetti