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Bea stared at the pencils as if they were enemies. — Carla H. Krueger

He limped slowly over to his own wooden sword and stooped awkwardly to pick it up. Trailing it on the ground behind him, he limped toward the queen, and the courtyard quieted as he approached and was silent again as he dropped to his knees before her and laid the sword across her lap.
"My Queen," he said.
"My King," she said back.
Only those closest saw him nod his rueful acceptance. He lifted his hand to brush her cheek softly. As the entire court listened breathlessly, he said, "I want my breakfast."
The queen's lips thinned, and she shook her head as she said, "You are incorrigible. — Megan Whalen Turner

If you do like what you do, you're cooperating and sharing. — Victor Koo

I am a product of a rat and roach infested black ghetto. It is easy for me to rationalize my dealings as a numbers man. I'll defend men today who are involved in it. — Don King

Imagining that you are deep and complex, but others are simple, is one of the primary signs of malignant selfishness. — Stefan Molyneux

The drama is a great revealer of life. — George Pierce Baker

Nations, like individuals, live and die; but civilization cannot die. — Giuseppe Mazzini

Throughout history, the only way of restoring stability is to write down the debts. That is treated now as if it's something that can't be done. But it's the only thing that's going to revive the economy. — Michael Hudson

The cake is not for eating; it is to teach the cook. — Max S. Marshall

I think it is important to acknowledge the extent to which the black middle class tends to rely on a kind of imagined struggle that gets projected into commodities like kente cloth for example on the one hand and images like the Million Man March. — Angela Davis

He turned and walked across the floor and out. I watched the door close. I listened to his steps going away down the imitation marble corridor. After a while they got faint, then they got silent. I kept on listening anyway. — Raymond Chandler