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Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Clive Barker

I haven't even had a life I could call my own, and you're ready to slot me into the grand design. Well, I don't think I want to go. I want to be my own design. — Clive Barker

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By J.K. Rowling

What's that supposed to be anyway?" said Fred squinting at Dobby's painting. "Looks like a Gibbon with two black eyes!" "It's Harry," said George pointing at the back of the picture. "Says so on the back." "Good likeness," said Fred grinning. Harry threw his new homework diary at him. — J.K. Rowling

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Jean Haner

Who is my child?" The true nature of your child is a powerful guide for you. — Jean Haner

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Tony Benn

I've made every mistake - but mistakes are how you learn. — Tony Benn

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By George R R Martin

One day, promised herself as she lay abed, one day she would allow herself to be less than strong. — George R R Martin

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Jodi Picoult

I eat kung pao chicken like it's going out of style, but I'm pretty sure I don't have an Asian cell in my body. I love Toni Morrison novels although I'm not black. I'm straight and I'm happily married. The reason I work here is because I think you deserve that, too. — Jodi Picoult

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Amanda Hocking

He smelled of cold. Like ice and snow on the harshest days of winter. — Amanda Hocking

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By E. E. Cummings

If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making. — E. E. Cummings

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Rachel Caine

I would never build a lawn trimmer," Myrnin said. "What did the lawn ever do to me? — Rachel Caine

Dr. Hermann Oberth Quotes By Arthur Gordon Webster

I walked slowly out on the beach. A few yards below high-water mark I stopped and read the words again: WRITE YOUR WORRIES ON THE SAND. I let the paper blow away, reached down and picked up a fragment of shell. Kneeling there under the vault of the sky, I wrote several words, one above the other. Then I walked away, and I did not look back. I had written my troubles on the sand. The tide was coming in. — Arthur Gordon Webster