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Certain suggestions, or notions, would make the muscles of her lean spotty face quiver, her eyes go sharp and black, and her mouth work as if there was a despicable taste in it. She could stop you in your tracks then, like a savage thornbush. — Alice Munro

The moment you enter Bhutan, you notice that there are no traffic lights. It is almost like you've stepped into a Shangri-La or a vortex of time 200 years ago. Those kinds of experiences are very much of the countryside of Bhutan, where people are truly happy in the sense of not creating and wanting more. — Karan Bajaj

Neoliberalism is in the first instance a theory of political economic practices that proposes that human well-being can best be advanced by liberating individual entrepreneurial freedoms and skills within an institutional framework characterized by strong private property rights, free markets, and free trade. — David Harvey

We'll all grow up someday, Meg, we might as well know what we want.
~Amy March~ — Louisa May Alcott

I was born. It was easy. My mother did all the hard work. — Katie MacAlister

Writers when they're writing live in a spooky, clamorous silence, a state somewhat like the advanced stages of prayer but without prayer's calming benefits. — Joy Williams

Discord gives a relish for concord. — Publilius Syrus

But mostly, when I look back, what I remember is not Mom rushing about; it's Mom sitting quietly in the center of the house, in the living room, under the swirling colors of a Paul Jenkins painting; there would be a fire in the fireplace and a throw over her lap, her hands sticking out to hold a book. And we all wanted to be there with her and Dad, reading quietly too. — Will Schwalbe

God is simply a magnificent state of the mind, where the finite turns infinite. — Abhijit Naskar

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead. — Wilfred Owen

Speedo, when they worked us seventy days and — Richard Flanagan