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At first it appeared as if something with wings had fallen from above ... perhaps an angel who had faltered then drowned, in tears of this poor tired world. — Alice Hoffman

Love drains you, takes with it much of your blood sugar and water weight. You are like a house slowly losing its electricity, the fans slowing, the lights dimming and flickering; the clocks stop and go and stop. — Lorrie Moore

Do not let anyone dismiss the validity of your needs, your personality, and your unique nature. — Lisa Kimberly

Bryn looked from Halt to Horace and back again. He saw no pity in either face.
"I don't want to," he said in a very small voice. Horace found it hard to reconcile this cringing figure with the sneering bully who had been making his life hell for the past few months. Halt appeared to consider Bryn's statement.
"We'll note your protest," he said cheerfully. "Now continue, please. — John Flanagan

Luckily I have a brother who looks after my administration and my money, because I'm a total spendthrift. — Soundarya

When we are able to receive life's challenges as koans rather than problems, they become interesting and exciting, rather than ponderous and depressing. — Brenda Shoshanna

It is selfish to concern oneself with tragedies. — Rose Kennedy

As a southerner I had been brought up to believe that through conditioning and experience you could accept with some measure of tranquility any of the flaws in the human situation. But death is one flaw that always lands like a fist in the center of the forehead. No matter how many times you see it, or smell its gray rotting odor, or come close to buying it yourself, each time is always like the first. No amount of earlier experience prepares you for it, and after it happens the world is somehow unfairly diminished and bent out of shape. — James Lee Burke

Happy he whose inward ear Angel comfortings can hear, O'er the rabble's laughter; And, while Hatred's fagots burn, Glimpses through the smoke discern Of the good hereafter. — John Greenleaf Whittier

I had a friend at Princeton, a Russian graduate student. He had a cute message on his answering machine, delivered in his thick Russian accent: Who are you and what do you want? Some people spend a lifetime trying to answer these questions. You, however, have thirty seconds. My father and I chuckled. What happened to him? Gone. My point is that you could think of the people you meet in your life as questions, there to help you figure out who you are, what you're made of, and what you want. In life, as in our new version of the game, you start off not knowing the answer. It's only when the particles rub against each other that we figure out their properties. — Zia Haider Rahman

Belief is a virus, and once it gets into you, its first order of business is to preserve itself, and the way it preserves itself is to keep you from having any doubts, and the way it keeps you from doubting is to blind you to the way things really are. Evidence contrary to the belief can be staring you straight in the face, and you won't see it ... True believers just don't see things the way they are, because if they did, they wouldn't be true believers anymore. — Philip Caputo

If we can develop and design streets so that they are wonderful, fulfilling places to be - community-building places, attractive for all people - then we will have successfully designed about one-third of the city directly and will have had an immense impact on the rest. — Allan Jacobs

Human computers had no future, he saw: — James Gleick

that arrogant bastard Gunther shit-canned the — Vincent L. Scarsella

Here, I'll read his explanation. 'Your success in capturing the heart of Lord Westcliff was purely the result of your own magic, and the essential addition to the fragrance was, in fact, yourself.' " Laying the letter in her lap, Lillian grinned at her sister's annoyed expression. "Poor Daisy. I'm sorry that it wasn't real magic. — Lisa Kleypas