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We can't separate stupidity from that crazy and precious thing called love, as the gravity responsible for falling into love has its own rules... — Ankit Rawat

It is very easy to forget how much of a pain training is when you have a dog for so long, but trust me, it's not as easy and quick as we all hope. — Jenna Morasca

Friendship is given us by nature, not to favor vice, but to aid virtue. — Marcus Tullius Cicero

Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air -
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music - like the rain pelting the trees - like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds -
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life? — Mary Oliver

The assassin stepped in then, his left hand moving in a high swing that buried its blade in the councilman's neck. — Steven Erikson

Whatever this is, I like it. However reckless, however unwise this is, I don't care. I'd rather lose him this way than any other way. — Jeff Zentner

The government can't create jobs; they'll destroy jobs trying to do it. The government doesn't have any money; all they have is a printing press. We need to free markets to create jobs; if the government wants to help, they should reduce their burden on the economy. — Peter Schiff

The moving accident is not my trade; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts: 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts. — William Wordsworth