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Time is the wisest counselor of all. — Pericles

On Mardi Gras, she got his soul back and freed him. (Wulf) Oh man, that sucks. Now he's going to have to join Kyrian on the geriatric patrol. (Chris) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Most sitcoms and cartoons, especially, you can rely on, because they go back to square one at the beginning of every episode. — Scott Adsit

Maybe this planet is a paradise for the majority but to me feels like I'm traveling in hell and finding lost angels I must rescue. — Robin Sacredfire

I always get scared of traffic cops when I'm driving, like I freak out even when I'm not doing anything wrong. I still think they're going to pull me over and arrest me. — Leelee Sobieski

I had a hundred things I wanted to be, but when I was 13, I wanted to be an inventor. I wanted to improve the blow-dryer because it takes so long to blow-dry your hair, and it's just a waste of time. I wanted to invent the therm-alarm, which would have you throw your sheets off in the night when you got too hot. — Brit Morin

The smaller the detail the greater the value. — Doug Johnson

O my Brothers! love your Country. Our Country is our home, the home which God has given us, placing therein a numerous family which we love and are loved by, and with which we have a more intimate and quicker communion of feeling and thought than with others; a family which by its concentration upon a given spot, and by the homogeneous nature of its elements, is destined for a special kind of activity. — Giuseppe Mazzini

I don't want to die as long as I can work; the minute I can not, I want to go. — Susan B. Anthony

It was hard to accept that she had almost no feelings, maybe
none at all, for me as a man. This hurt so bad at times it felt like
someone was gouging out my guts with a knife. Still, the time I
spent with her was more precious than anything. — Haruki Murakami

The world has never yet seen a truly great and virtuous nation because in the degradation of woman the very fountains of life are poisoned at their source. — Lucretia Mott