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The public mind has by now so thoroughly grown out of humor with it as to make condemnation of capitalism and all its works a foregone conclusion
almost a requirement of the etiquette of discussion. — Joseph Alois Schumpeter

And she. So beautiful. So terrifying. So... prohibited. He felt she was too superior for him. — Chiara Cilli

The sword in her right hand appeared quiet and, in a split second, she pierced his chest from side to side. Her eyes were different, darker, with black scales. A gush of blood came from the mouth of Andrer, which looked at her. She could not decipher his expression. The sword dissolved and the boy fell to the ground. Morwen knelt beside him.
They lost blood. The bond was broken. — Chiara Cilli

I've found her, she is how the story tells. Black hair, pale skin, perfect body. And her eyes, oh, her eyes! She hurts with her eyes. I saw her at the School. Two pink diamonds. It's she, I perceive the fire. I finally found the Maid of Flames. — Chiara Cilli

Their love was always destined to be star-crossed. — Leisa Rayven

The answers to our questions are everywhere; we just need to change the lens with which we see the world. — Janine Benyus

It was an unexpected kiss and terribly poignant, because in it there wasn't a promise of love but a farewell.
Morwen felt the salty tears slide down the sides of the cheeks, while her lips moved in unison with those of Galadir. The Prince was holding her close, stroking her black hair. He wanted to keep her for life. He wished that moment would last forever, but it was too late. — Chiara Cilli

First novels were always at least somewhat autobiographical, — Meg Wolitzer

Morwen had perceived Galadir's lips over every body part and it was like tearing the flesh slowly and savor every muscular fiber. Savoring the man's skin was like drinking a river of blood. But then the blood and flesh were missing. There was only him. — Chiara Cilli

And Morwen lost control.
A quick bite and deep, and a flap of skin fell in her throat, sweet and juicy. Galadir pushed her away with all his might, backing away. Morwen put her hand over her mouth, shutting her eyes. — Chiara Cilli

Galadir went to meet Morwen, across the lawn. Under sunlight, the Prince was extraordinarily beautiful. His skin was smooth and almost golden. And his eyes ... It was as if they had absorbed the light rays. They were pure honey. — Chiara Cilli

Galadir clenched his teeth, trying to endure the burning. All he wanted now was to continue to touch, caress her cheek pale, draw the outline of her lips. Who knows how much they were hot. If his skin burned that way, then the mouth had to be fire. He wished to put his lips to hers. Now. There. He did not mind her reaction. He wanted to kiss her. Much. Slowly, he ran his fingers over Morwen slender wrist and he stopped the angle of the roll against the bark. — Chiara Cilli

Morwen was petrified. Galadir was getting closer. She could feel his breath, cold and accelerated. She imagined for a second like would be kissing him. A hazard too dangerous. And what if she could not stop? If by mistake, kissing him, she had bitten him? What if his blood was come down sweet in her throat? No. Too dangerous. With a quick movement, she stood up and walked away from the Prince. — Chiara Cilli

But Promethea cares carnally about what she says. Watch out for words with her! Because Promethea is the person who has not cut the cord binding words to her body. Everything she says is absolutely fresh. Comes straight from the flesh of her lungs, the fibers of her heart. She doesn't know any other way of speaking. That is why her words are few and fiery. And all her sentences are strong and young and incandescent, because they are caused by a convulsion of her whole earthly body. Promethea's thought is of quivering red lava. And all her remarks date from the beginnings of life. Even concerning details she is cosmogonic. She moves easily to the ends of the earth, the places where life takes on form or loses it. — Helene Cixous

I will build a car for the great multitude. It will be large enough for the family, but small enough for the individual to run and care for. It will be constructed of the best materials, by the best men to be hired, after the simplest designs that modern engineering can devise. But it will be so low in price that no man making a good salary will be unable to own one ... — Henry Ford

The woman had followed every single move of the Prince's fingers on her hand and felt very fine when the guy put them on the paper. What she felt was unknown to her, a whole new sensation.
And dangerous.
It was desire. She wanted Galadir, but in a horrible and disgusting way. — Chiara Cilli

The pace of events is moving so fast that unless we can find some way to keep our sights on tomorrow, we cannot expect to be in touch with today. — Dean Rusk

The issue of gender was never my biggest concern; my biggest concern was doing good work. When the feminist movement really got going, I wasn't an active part of it because I was more concerned with my own mental pursuits. — Patti Smith

I do think 'The Notebook' is a darn good movie. — Matt Lanter