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Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Meg Cabot

Susannah, I love you, but you are the most frustrating woman in the world. For once in your life, don't argue. Just do it. — Meg Cabot

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Suki Kim

The nationalism that had been instilled in them for so many generations had produced a citizenry whose ego was so fragile that they refused to acknowledge the rest of the world. — Suki Kim

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Grover Norquist

Which idiot put the GOP convention the same time as 'Burning Man' in Nevada? Is there time to change this? — Grover Norquist

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Wally Lamb

I think ... the secret is to just settle for the shape of your life takes ... Instead of you know, always waiting and wishing for what might make you happy. — Wally Lamb

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Mahatma Gandhi

If we import compulsion in matters of religion, there is no doubt that we shall be committing suicide. — Mahatma Gandhi

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Nancy B. Brewer

I turned to see a young woman with bed hair, wearing a only a thin nightdress. — Nancy B. Brewer

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Marcus Tullius Cicero

Reason should direct, and appetite obey. — Marcus Tullius Cicero

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Arthur Desmond

Most women you know are very much interested in the man who is reputed to be deeply admired by other women. — Arthur Desmond

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Will Rogers

It is not the return on my investment that I am concerned about; it's the return of my investment — Will Rogers

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Patricia Highsmith

Though all we have known is only a beginning. — Patricia Highsmith

Good Yearbook Ad Quotes By Vladimir Nabokov

I recall one particular sunset. It lent an ember to my bicycle hell. Overhead, above the black music of telegraph wires, a number of long, dark-violet clouds lined with flamingo pink hung motionless in a fan-shaped arrangement; the whole thing was like some prodigious ovation in terms of color and form! It was dying, however, and everything else was darkening, too; but just above the horizon, in a lucid, turquoise space, beneath a black stratus, the eye found a vista that only a fool could mistake for the square parts of this or any other sunset. It occupied a very small sector of the enormous sky and had the peculiar neatness of something seen through the wrong end of a telescope. There it lay in wait, a brilliant convolutions, anachronistic in their creaminess and extremely remote; remote but perfect in every detail; fantastically reduced but faultlessly shaped; my marvelous tomorrow ready to be delivered to me. — Vladimir Nabokov