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I tried to manipulate and control people and I harbored resentment. I wanted to be forgiven but I wouldn't forgive others. — Lauryn Hill

I guess I never really had a high school experience. I went for about a month, and on the first day one of my friends got punched in the eye. It was Southern California Public High School. Needless to say, I wasn't there for long. — Penn Badgley

I had a dream I put my hands inside my chest and held my heart to try to keep it still. — Mariko Tamaki

We've had some fun tonight ... considering we're all gonna die someday. — Steve Martin

My job was to make sure that my pain was not visible to the audience. They came to escape their troubles, not to be drawn into my own pain. — Scott Hamilton

The remarkable thing about those statements is not the profundity of their sentiments as such, but that they were expressed in the midst of very difficult times for the church. It was attempting to survive and grow even though targeted for sometimes-vicious persecution by a pagan, cruel, anti-Christian government in Rome. Accusations — John F. MacArthur Jr.

And what if it's a trap?" asked Mallinson, but Barnard supplied an answer. "A nice warm trap," he said, "with a piece of cheese in it, would suit me down to the ground. — James Hilton

Women are more verbal than men. That's why when you see an elderly couple together, it's always the man who has the hearing aid. — Jeff Stilson

I don't doubt the sincerity of my Democratic friends. And they should not doubt ours. — John McCain

I feel like most people aren't either/or, they're both/and. You're both magnanimous and petty. You're both kind and cruel. You're never just one thing. — Greta Gerwig

I always have to go that extra mile, and I do it and I don't mind doing it, but it isn't fair. — Patti LaBelle

She still had her bad days, no question, when the black dog of depression sniffed her out and settled its crushing weight on her chest and breathed its pungent dog breath in her face. On those days she called in sick to the IT shop where, most days, she untangled tangled networks for a song. On those days she pulled down the shades and ran dark for twelve or twenty-four or seventy-two hours, however long it took for the black dog to go on home to its dark master. — Lev Grossman