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Smoothly and lightly the golden seed by the furrow is covered. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Could a father not marry his son? — Jeremy Irons

The theater is a kind of international language, and I like it. But I have a practical bent of mind, too. In any other field, I could make only about a tenth as much as I do acting. That's why I want to be a producer. It pays better, and you have more control. — Carolyn Jones

You know, my world may look like a pile of shit, but at least I sometimes get to sit on top of it — Andy McNab

Sometimes bringing out your inner best is the secret of success. — Harbhajan Singh Yogi

My last vestige of 'hands off religion' respect disappeared in the smoke and choking dust of September 11th 2001, followed by the 'National Day of Prayer,' when prelates and pastors did their tremulous Martin Luther King impersonations and urged people of mutually incompatible faiths to hold hands, united in homage to the very force that caused the problem in the first place. — Richard Dawkins

Attending fully and becoming supple, Can you be as a newborn babe? — Laozi

He released my hand and our feet stopped, his thumb sweeping along the base of my jaw then tilting it upward so our lips almost touched. I felt his breath on my mouth - could smell the strawberry soda he just drank - and not one cell in my heart spared a thought for Chase. All everything in me wanted was to stand on my toes and kiss Henry. — Angela M Hudson

Last night they came again. The soldiers had set up a defense perimeter, but there were simply too many - they must have come by the hundreds of thousands, a huge swarm that blotted out the stars. Three soldiers killed, as well as Cole. He was standing right in front of me; they actually lifted him off his feet before they bored through him like hot knives through butter. There was barely enough of him left to bury. — Justin Cronin