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what use am I to anyone like this?" "Use is a poor word, a small word. You are of great worth to many just as you are. — Jonathan Renshaw

I mean, why are you trying so hard to impress me? I'm really sorry your mother died, but it doesn't mean much to me ... — Sherman Alexie

I always try to start out with some type of goal. Then I work backward and think of what I need to do to get there, and give myself smaller goals that are more immediate. — Kristi Yamaguchi

People are fond of using the its not what you know, its who you know adage as an excuse for inaction, as if all successful people are born with powerful friends. Nonsense. — Timothy Ferriss

I meant that people will take anything that gives them a lift, whether it's alcohol or cocaine or the consciousness-expanding drugs or opiates. In Iran, until recently, they sold opium in shops legally, and they had 3,000,000 addicts in a population of 15,000,000. I don't believe that all those people were escaping from "complexes" or anything of the sort. They were simply exposed to it. — William S. Burroughs

The goal is not to be better than anyone else but rather be better than you were yesterday. — Jon Gordon

I've been dying to go to India, especially to the Andaman and Nicobar Islands. I've also heard Bollywood town's a lot of fun! — Kevin Dillon

The bubbleGarden," I say to Dan, voice filling the metal common room. "Take me there." I've already turned on a heel. Ragnar pats his thigh. "Come, dog." It — Pierce Brown

Eight Hours For What We Will is a major contribution to modern American working-class history and to the history of a changing American popular and mass culture. — Herbert Gutman

Maelyn smiled. If books could have litters, she'd be just as happy. — Anita Valle

On the anvil of August, the city lay paralyzed, stunned into stupidity by the heat. — Janet Fitch