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First of all it must be known who the God of heaven is, since upon that all the other things depend. — Emanuel Swedenborg

I'm drawn particularly to stories that evolve out of the character of the protagonist. — David McCullough

Such a number of looking-glasses! oh Lord! there was no getting away from one's self. — Jane Austen

I'm thankful for every moment. — Al Green

Murder is an inherently evil act, no matter what the circumstances, no matter how convincing the rationalizations. — Bentley Little

One word of praise from a woman is dearer to me than a whole ode from a man . — Maxim Gorky

I have never met one person who likes Grand Funk. — Ritchie Blackmore

So I think I'll stay here a little while longer. There's plenty of time to get off this gurney and open that door and rejoin the rest of you.
There's all the time I have left on Earth.
There's the rest of my life. — Ilsa J. Bick

Knight's eyes settled on his woman and his, "Baby," was a warning. Anya's glare stayed glued to her man in a way Nick knew she was telling him he could shove his warning right up his ass. He — Kristen Ashley

I hope reading this book will convince you of something: that by surrendering yourself totally to God's purposes, He will bring you the most pleasure in this life and the next. — Francis Chan

And another thing. Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanos and then it subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don't blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being "in love" which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Everything — E.K. Blair