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To tell you the truth, though, I still haven't made up my mind whether I shall publish at all. Tastes differ so widely, and some people are so humourless, so uncharitable, and so absurdly wrong-headed, that one would probably do far better to relax and enjoy life than worry oneself to death trying to instruct or entertain a public which will only despise one's efforts, or at least feel no gratitude for them. — Thomas More

We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but now it applies only to women and its name is prostitution. — Victor Hugo

Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life. — G.K. Chesterton

Our failure to hear His voice when we want to is due to the fact that we do not in general want to hear it, that we want it only when we think we need it. — Dallas Willard

I dig all kinds of competition. — Randy Castillo

I think that we're all mentally ill. Those of us outside the asylums only hide it a little better - and maybe not all that much better after all. — Stephen King

The United Metropolitan Improved Hot Muffin and Crumpet Baking and Punctual Delivery Company. — Charles Dickens

When I was younger, I made some decisions that I shouldn't have. And, in hindsight, I've almost always been wrong when I haven't listened to myself. — Daniel Day-Lewis

I lay down in the mother ash dirt among the crocuses and told her it was okay. That I'd surrendered. That since she died, everything had changed. Things she couldn't have imagined and wouldn't have guessed. My words came out low and steadfast. I was so sad it felt as if someone were choking me, and yet it seemed my whole life depended on my getting those words out. She would always be my mother, I told her, but I had to go. She wasn't there for me in that flowerbed anymore anyway, I explained. I'd put her somewhere else. The only place I could reach her. In me. — Cheryl Strayed

The bombers crossed the sky and crossed the sky over the house, gasping, murmuring, whistling like an immense, invisible fan, circling in emptiness. — Ray Bradbury