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Dirajam Quotes By David Rolf

People decide what markets should do - they are not a force of nature. — David Rolf

Dirajam Quotes By Simon Sinek

My sister made certain choices about the life she wanted. Those choices include a steady job, a husband and children. But balance and stability come at a cost. It is harder for her to be spontaneous. It is harder to just up and leave. — Simon Sinek

Dirajam Quotes By Maaza Mengiste

The rich think this land is theirs though they have never earned the right to call it theirs. — Maaza Mengiste

Dirajam Quotes By Christophe Dufosse

There is probably nothing harder than seeming sincere when your heart is broken. And sincerity, as problematic as the word may appear to you, is also the basis of teaching. You can't pretend for long. — Christophe Dufosse

Dirajam Quotes By Karen Marie Moning

He turned his face up, eyes slanting half closed with bliss and rumbled in his broad chest. "I see you, Yi-yi."
Yi-yi was what he'd named her that day long ago on Olean when she'd named him. He'd been saying the same words to her every time she awakened or fell asleep for four years, and wouldn't rest until she said it back.
"I see you, too, Shazam. — Karen Marie Moning

Dirajam Quotes By Iris Murdoch

And oh, when we still used to sleep together, lying awake at night and finding one's only consolation in imagining in detail how one would go downstairs and find a hatchet and smash one's partners head in and mash it into a bloody pudding on the pillow! — Iris Murdoch

Dirajam Quotes By Victoria Moran

Compassion in action may be the glorious possibility that could protect our crowded, polluted planet ... — Victoria Moran

Dirajam Quotes By Linda Howard

The voice was calm and infinitely tender. He didn't understand the words, because unconsciousness still wrapped his mind in layers of blackness, but he heard the voice, felt it, like something warm touching his skin. It made him feel less alone, that tiny, dim contact. Something hard and vital in him focused on the contact, yearning toward it, forcing him upward out of the blackness, even though he sensed the fanged monsters that waited for him, waiting to tear at his flesh with hot knives and brutal teeth. He would have to endure that before he could reach the voice, and he was very weak. He might not make it. Yet the voice reached out to him, pulling at him like a magnet, lifting him out of the deep senselessness that had held him. — Linda Howard