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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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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