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I'm not trying to copy Nature, I'm trying to find the principles she's using. — R. Buckminster Fuller

Some people live their entire life and never once feel how I felt every time he looked at me. So yes, this hurts. And yes, I feel as if I might die. But I won't. And somehow, I find a way to let it all go...just let it go. No regrets. No grief. It will always hurt a little, down deep in that secret place, but it's become a pain I can handle. Besides, if it didn't always hurt, just a little, it wouldn't mean as much. — Megan Hart

A lot of roles for people with disabilities are quite patronising. It's a real pity when they are just used to give dull PC kudos to a drama, or when they're wheeled on in a tokenistic way without any real involvement in the plot. — Mark Haddon

May, and after a rainy spring
We walk streets gallant with rhododendrons. — Alicia Suskin Ostriker

We had this incredible pass over the Himalayas, and to just see all of that pollution that's riding up against those mountains from the south is just really heartbreaking. — Scott Kelly

I do not believe a man can ever leave his business. He ought to think of it by day and dream of it by night. — Henry Ford

I'm keeping you, Ally Marshall." And she'd just have to accept it, because he wouldn't let her go "You're mine."
Startled and spooked by that very sincere announcement that almost sounded....binding, Ally didn't speak for a moment. "Yours?"
"All mine. You got under my skin, became my obsession. There's no going back."
She swallowed nervously. "What do you want from me?"
"Everything you have to give. And I'll get it. — Suzanne Wright

It is precisely because it is fashionable for Americans to know no science, even though they may be well educated otherwise, that they so easily fall prey to nonsense. — Isaac Asimov

Your pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you. Now eat your pie. — Stephen King

So he bought tickets to the Greyhound and they climbed, painfully, inch by inch and with the knowledge that, once they reached the top, there would be one breath-taking moment when the car would tip precariously into space, over an incline six stories steep and then plunge, like a plunging plane. She buried her head against him, fearing to look at the park spread below. He forced himself to look: thousands of little people and hundreds of bright little stands, and over it all the coal-smoke pall of the river factories and railroad yards. He saw in that moment the whole dim-lit city on the last night of summer; the troubled streets that led to the abandoned beaches, the for-rent signs above overnight hotels and furnished basement rooms, moving trolleys and rising bridges: the cagework city, beneath a coalsmoke sky. — Nelson Algren

In my estimation, the only thing that is more to be guarded against than bad taste is good taste. — Russell Lynes