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Supplementing the far, remote Glory-of-God expression in his face, the glory-of-doughnuts shone suddenly very warmly. — Eleanor Hallowell Abbott
We cannot continue to allow immigrants to come here illegally. And in this age of terrorism, we must not let in refugees whose intentions cannot be determined. — Nikki Haley
Some people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them," I said.
"Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. — John Green
The palace is not safe when the cottage is not happy. — Benjamin Disraeli
Moms are irreplaceable . They give you life and shape all you become. They are always there to listen and love you even when you're wrong. — Joann Buchanan
Research data on climate change do not show that human use of hydrocarbons is harmful. To the contrary, there is good evidence that increased atmospheric carbon dioxide is environmentally helpful. — Frederick Seitz
I'm no robin hood, I enjoy making the money. — Carl Icahn
She always used to suspect that the price for happiness, the price for enjoying the company of a person you loved, was the steadily increasing risk of losing them, and at times, when she considered the possibility that she might lose Isabel or Clancy or, in the early days, Todd, Bernice didn't think she could stand it, didn't think she could go on living in a universe whose laws forced her to submit to such a terrible fear. Now she sees what a small price it is to pay, what staggering joy she received in return. You should be willing to pay that price for as little as a few days or hours with a person you love, she thinks, rubbing her fingers across a patch of linoleum the years have worn down to a cloudy smear. — Stephen Lovely
Whatever it is that I thirst for in my current project tends to turn up in my following project. — Kim Ji-woon
Another scream left me, as I beat my fists into the cement floor. Blood dripped from my aching skin, the wounds reminding me just how human I truly was. That I had a heart, that I could bleed, that I could very well die. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I surrendered myself over willingly. Protect Maggie or give into the love I desperately needed to remain human. The choice was no longer mine to make, my mind would make the decision for me. One or the other. — J.L. Beck