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What is your preference?" She felt nearly sick asking this question.
"My preference is to pack you in my suitcase,but those TSA people are so picky,and there's some kind of stupid regulation about human trafficing and-"
"Justin. This is serious. — Jessica Park

Remember this: No one is looking at your imperfections; they're all too busy worrying about their own. — Isaac Mizrahi

Russians consider themselves civilized Europeans, but have to endure the humiliation of daily encounters with officials that belong in a squalid dictatorship. — Oliver Bullough

The so-called poet with his vague dreams and ideals is indeed no better than a harmless lunatic; the true poet is the worker, who grips life's throat and wrings out its secret, who selects austerely and composes concisely, whose work is as true and clean as razor-steel, albeit its sweep is vaster and swifter than the sun's! — Aleister Crowley

You're a defiant act of creation. You're a whole solar system pretending to be a person. — Elisabeth Hewer

Customer needs may vary, but their bias for quality never does. — J. Willard Marriott

With lower start-up costs and a vastly expanded market for online services, the result is a global economy that for the first time will be fully digitally wired-the dream of every cyber-visionary of the early 1990s, finally delivered, a full generation later. — Marc Andreessen

Obvious effort is the antithesis of grace. — Baldassare Castiglione

Really, Your Grace. Crooking your little finger again? At least buy me a bauble before you try to tup me in the carriage. — Victoria Dahl

'One Minus One' and 'Barcelona, 1975' are more or less autobiographical. — Colm Toibin

I think you can say a lot of evil behavior by companies is short-term optimization. — Sam Altman

By nature sparks fly upward, but the sinful souls of men fall downward. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Darrow," she says so quietly, "how do you know where you're going?"
My hands tremble.
"You told me to let you in." I look down at her.
"I did but ... "
"How far do you want to go?"
I know she feels what's coming. I wonder how long she's felt it. The strangeness of me. The odd mannerisms. The distant soul.
She looks at her hands, stained red from the dust of the stone stairs. "All the way. — Pierce Brown