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Female Solo Travel Quotes By Becky Chambers

There are few better ways to get to know how a species thinks than to learn their art. — Becky Chambers

Female Solo Travel Quotes By R.L. Mathewson

The long, heavy, seriously annoyed sigh that she was unfortunately all too familiar with, let her know that she not only didn't have a choice in the matter, but she'd just given the man that she was in love with another reason to hate her. — R.L. Mathewson

Female Solo Travel Quotes By David Mamet

The basis of drama is ... is the struggle of the hero towards a specific goal at the end of which he realizes that what kept him from it was, in the lesser drama, civilization and, in the great drama, the discovery of something that he did not set out to discover but which can be seen retrospectively as inevitable. The example Aristotle uses, of course, is Oedipus. — David Mamet

Female Solo Travel Quotes By Guy Gavriel Kay

I don't plan ahead; each book finds me. History itself, the resonance of the past with the present, is the common denominator in all of them. — Guy Gavriel Kay

Female Solo Travel Quotes By Alex Breckenridge

I love horror movies! I've loved horror movies since I was about eight years old, not that an 8-year-old should be watching 'The Shining', but I was allowed to for some reason. — Alex Breckenridge

Female Solo Travel Quotes By Raymond Chandler

They had Rembrandt on the calendar that year, a rather smeary self-portrait due to imperfectly registered color plate. It showed him holding a smeared palette with a dirty thumb and wearing a tam-o'-shanter which wasn't any too clean either. His other hand held a brush poised in the air, as if he might be going to do a little work after a while, if somebody made a down payment. His face was aging, saggy, full of the disgust of life and the thickening effects of liquor. But it had a hard cheerfulness that I liked, and the eyes were as bright as drops of dew.
I was looking at him across my office desk at about four-thirty when the phone rang and I heard a cool, supercilious voice that sounded as if it thought it was pretty good. It said drawlingly, after I had answered:
You are Philip Marlowe, a private detective? — Raymond Chandler