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Listen to me. I know something else. It will begin again. 200,000 dead and 80,000 wounded in nine seconds. Those are the official figures. It will begin again. It will be 10,000 degrees on the earth. Ten thousand suns, people will say. The asphalt will burn. Chaos will prevail. An entire city will be lifted off the ground, and fall back to earth in ashes ... I meet you. I remember you. Who are you? You're destroying me. You're good for me. How could I know this city was tailor-made for love? How could I know you fit my body like a glove? I like you. How unlikely. I like you. How slow all of a sudden. How sweet. You cannot know. You're destroying me. You're good for me. You're destroying me. You're good for me. I have time. Please, devour me. Deform me to the point of ugliness. Why not you? — Marguerite Duras

The San Francisco skyline sparkles in the distance, the bay spread out before it like a shark-infested welcome mat. — T.T. Monday

If I touch her, she'll have my soul, Trey replies. — Amy A. Bartol

Cat food. It stinks a bit, but if you don't put up with the smell, the little kitten will die. — Karl Pilkington

It's like reading a good book. The kind where you don't want to skip pages to see what happens at the end. Each moment is a story in itself. — Renee Carlino

Is it healthy for a society to entrust its defense to one percent of its population, while the other 99 percent thanks its lucky stars that it doesn't have to do the dirty work? — Steven Pressfield

This is Night Vale. Our mayor once led an army of masked warriors from another dimension through magic doors to defeat an army of smiling blood-covered office workers. There is definitely, definitely another way. — Joseph Fink

Wasn't the whole point of being an artist, or at least part of it, that you didn't have to wear a tie? — Meg Wolitzer

[Too many musicians are] too involved with doing and not listening. — Ray Still