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I have this really beautiful Martin guitar, and it just kind of writes songs for me. — Stephan Jenkins

If advertising had a little more respect for the public, the public would have a lot more respect for advertising. — James Randolph Adams

Men of sense, whatever you may chuse to say, do not want silly wives. — Jane Austen

If you really want to help the people, tell them the truth! They may not like it and they may even hate you; yet again, tell them the truth! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

I was a very picky eater. — Alice Waters

Juliette had somehow crossed an uninhabitable void, had gone from one universe to another, was possibly the first ever to have done so, and here was a graveyard of foreign souls, of people just like her having lived and died in a world so similar and so near to her own. — Hugh Howey

But attack can take strange forms. And you will remember the tooth. The tooth. Duke Leto Atreides. You will remember the tooth. -Dr.Yueh — Frank Herbert

Furniture that is too obviously designed is very interesting, but too often belongs only in museums. — Milo

The boss says 'I'; the leader, 'we'. — Harry Gordon Selfridge

No government of the left has done as much for the poor as capitalism has. Even when it comes to the redistribution of income, the left talks the talk but the free market walks the walk.
What do the poor most need? They need to stop being poor. And how can that be done, on a mass scale, except by an economy that creates vastly more wealth? Yet the political left has long had a remarkable lack of interest in how wealth is created. As far as they are concerned, wealth exists somehow and the only interesting question is how to redistribute it. — Thomas Sowell

I've just found the stories of the people I'm talking to much more interesting than my reactions to them. — Molly Crabapple

I am forever astonished at the longevity of childhood. How it never ends. How we are what we were. How turtles and engines and stolen kisses leave their jet trail across our gaping lives. — Tim O'Brien