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She poured a little social sewage into his ears. — George Meredith

The free enterprise concept inherent in the economic model of capitalism should mean common people, or lower and middle class wage-earners, have greater potential to rise up and gain financial independence. In reality, however, free enterprise all too often leads to an almost total lack of government regulation that in turn allows the global elite to run amuck in Gordon Gecko-style financial coups. — James Morcan

I closed my eyes. His fingers found mine. I buried my face on his chest, my vision hazy. "I won't remember you."
"You will," he whispered into my hair. "Someday. I'll find you. — Jennifer Rush

Don't do any intentional harm to yourself or anyone else, and get happy. — Jodi Picoult

... but what kind of heart doesn't look back ... — Sara Bareilles

Delusion is not just fantasy but compulsion. — Sylvia Nasar

Some kinds of hurt almost feel good, you know? Familiar. Like an ugly couch in your parents' house with the springs all bare where your daddy slapped you once for coming home late and now when you sleep on it it's like one of those Indian fellas napping on nails but it makes you feel like you come from somewhere. Hurts like home. — Catherynne M Valente

It's me. I always expect too much. I'm always floored when I don't get it. — Nora Roberts

From time to time, to remind ourselves to relax and be peaceful, we may wish to set aside some time for a retreat, a day of mindfulness, when we can walk slowly, smile, drink tea with a friend, enjoy being together as if we are the happiest people on Earth. — Thich Nhat Hanh

Denial is an ugly thing. — Nicholas Sparks

My commitment to a humane and peaceful world continues to this day. — Walter Kohn

You deserve a great life. I want to see you become unreasonably happy. And you can. And you will. — Hill Harper

She was perfect, pure maddening sex, and she knew it, and she played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it. — Charles Bukowski