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I write novellas, short books, whatever. I set out to write a good story not write a dictionary. — Jason E. Hodges

In America, diner food or roadside barbecue is the best road food, but I am not a fan of eating while driving - too messy. — Jose Andres

Gratitude is not a spiritual or moral dessert which we may take or push away according to the whims of the moment, and in either case without material consequences. Gratitude is the very bread and meat of spiritual and moral health, individually and collectively. What was the seed of disintegration that corrupted the heart of the ancient world beyond the point of divine remedy ... ? What was it but ingratitude? — Noel 'Razor' Smith

Record labels have enjoyed a 100-year monopoly of selling plastic and now they're up against a different format. — Ian MacKaye

Just look, Letty." Miss Blacklock looked. Her eyebrows went up. She threw a quick scrutinizing glance round the table. Then she read the advertisement out loud. "A murder is announced and will take place on Friday, October 29th, at Little Paddocks at 6:30 p.m. Friends please accept this, the only intimation. — Agatha Christie

People who don't know me think I'm easy-going, but I'm a pessimist by nature and an old curmudgeon. — James Garner

The Bible does not authorize us, either by the words of the Lord or His apostles, to believe that the gifts of healing were granted only to the early church; — Andrew Murray

I threw my hands up into the air and launched myself into a series of exuberant triple cartwheels. "Yaroo!" I shouted. — Alan Bradley

The creation of NIT has ensured some seats for admission in undergraduate courses for students of Arunachal Pradesh, which will bound to uplift economics of locality directly or indirectly and help in enhancing human development index in the state. — Pallam Raju

The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone in the quiet patio looking for some old untried illusion - some shadow on the whiteness of the wall some memory asleep on the stone rim of the fountain, perhaps in the air the light swish of some trailing gown. — Antonio Machado