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In the history of humanity, there have been many languages, including French, that have served as universal languages: Latin, Chinese, Arabic, and more. Yet none of them ever ruled the world the way English does today. — Minae Mizumura
This morning I looked at the books on my shelves and thought that they have no knowledge of my existence. They come to life because I open them and turn their pages, and yet they don't know that I am their reader. — Alberto Manguel
Men say I am a saint losing himself in politics. The fact is that I am a politician trying my hardest to become a saint. — Mahatma Gandhi
I think everyone loves a slash of red lipstick. — Gwendoline Christie
And I have two eyes. I've seen that little melodrama play out between you and that other tracker. Fish? Flounder? What's his name? — Amanda Hocking
The question is not why should we change but rather what sort of death wish are we promoting by refusing to change? — William Badke
Sometimes he'd get home before the children were asleep, and carry them around on his back, kick balls with them, and tell them stories of pigs with spiders on their heads. Other times he would turn up late so he could have his wife make supper, and be free of the feeling that the kids were devouring his life. — Hanif Kureishi
I spend a lot of time writing. I get inspiration from texts rather than images. — Bill Viola
On our first date, he bought me a taco, talked at length about the ancients' theories of light, how it streams at angles to align events in space and time, that it is the source of all information, determines every outcome, how we can reflect it to summon aliens using mirrored bowls of water. I asked what the point of it all was, but he didn't seem to hear me. Lying on the grass outside a tennis arena, he held my face toward the sun, stared sideways at my eyeballs, and began to cry. He told me I was the sign he'd been waiting for and, like looking into a crystal ball, he'd just read a private message from God in the silvery vortex of my left pupil. — Ottessa Moshfegh
