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Flawed characters ... a ticking clock ... morally questionable acts on all sides ... moody, evocative art ... oh yeah, this the stuff crime noir fans love! — Christos Gage

New York City may seem very large, but when one realizes that the earth is such a small spot, and that on the earth the United States is just another small spot, and that in the United States New York City is but a small spot, and that in New York the individual is only one out of millions, then one can understand that he is not so very important after all. — Anonymous

I'm taken,' Gus said. — John Green

Sometimes when you get older - and I'm not talking about you, I'm talking generally, because everyone ages differently - things you think on and wish on start to seem real. And then you believe them, and before you know it they're part of your history, and if someone challenges you on them and says they're not true - why, then you get offended because you can't remember the first part. All you know is that you've been called a liar. — Sara Gruen

My wife thinks I have an obsession with social class. So I guess I have an obsession with social class. It probably stems from feeling like an outcast. — James Gray

It's a singular sort of pain, watching the most beautiful creature self-destruct because you weren't able to find the red wire. — Joyce Rachelle

Our creator is one. However you name him. Whatever you call him. He is the only one having 99 names ... — Munia Khan

Love is dangerous because it makes you an individual. And the state and the church ... they don't want individuals, not at all. They don't want human beings, they want sheep. They want people who only look like human beings but whose souls have been crushed so utterly, damaged so deeply, that it seems almost irreparable. — Osho

So many broken promises, each day an aborted wish, a lost object, a misplaced unread book, cluttering the room like an attic with discarded possessions. — Anais Nin