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A harmonica is easy to carry. Take it out of your hip pocket, knock it against your palm to shake out the dirt and pocket fuzz and bits of tobacco. Now it's ready. You can do anything with a harmonica: thin reedy single tone, or chords or melody with rhythm chords. You can mold the music with curved hands, making it wail and cry like bagpipes, making it full and rounds like an organ, making it as sharp and bitter as the reed pipes of the hills. And you can play it and put it back in your pocket. It is always with you, always in your pocket. And as you play, you learn new tricks, to pinch the tone with your lips, and no one teaches you. You feel around - sometimes in the tent door after supper when the women are washing up. Your foot taps gently on the ground. Your foot taps gently on the ground. Your eyebrows rise and fall in rhythm. And if you lose it or break it, why, it's no great loss. You can buy another for a quarter. — John Steinbeck

I'd like to write the way I do my paintings, that is, as fantasy takes me, as the moon dictates. — Paul Gauguin

Delwyth, Bethan, and Eira be their names - I midwifed each one, same year. — Lois Lowry

features became Halia's, longer, more slender, the cartilage of her nose concave as bone. But Halia's skin was far too pale; she — Mike Bond

We have all received our share of good fortune, so that's my definition of much. A single blessing is all the bounty in the world, and if you've been blessed at all you're meant to pass some of that on. You're meant to set a positive example. That's our responsibility (20). — Denzel Washington

I shall never write an autobiography, I'm much too jealous of my privacy for that. — Nadine Gordimer

My philosophy in all my jobs at McDonald's is to be honest and say what I think and mean what I say. — Charlie Bell

She waits for me at windows and buys me dragons. There are reasons we walk this earth, I'm coming to realize mine. — Kristen Ashley

My life is over.
My one forever love has
been snatched away,
condemned by my own
father's rules to die,
just because he loved me.

I am without a home,
without a single person to love.
And after having
discovered love, lived for a short
while surrounded by love,
that is to much to bear.

I am a pariah, at church,
at school. The few people
I once called friends have
betrayed me and caused
the death of my husband,
our innocent child.

And so they should die too.
All of them. Dad. Bishop
Crandall. Trevor, Becca, Emily.
With the pull of a 10mm hair
trigger, their lives will end at sacrament meeting.
Such lovely irony!

And when I finish there,
I'll hide in the desert,
reload, and go in search
of Carmen and Tiffany,
who started the rumors.
And Derek, just because. — Ellen Hopkins

He looked over at me. "You're a kid yourself."
"Vampire since April," I said.
"Good transition?"
"It's had its moments," I said. — Chloe Neill

I have never been given these words
in this way before. This small piece of
gospel, three parts hosanna, two parts
testimony, one part lamentation. — David Levithan