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And it is a singular truth that, though a man may shake off national habits, accent, manner of thinking, style of dress,
though he may become perfectly identified with another nation, and speak its language well, perhaps better than his own,
yet never can he succeed in changing his handwriting to a foreign style. — Benjamin Disraeli

Only after Realization you are connected with reality. — Nirmala Srivastava

People are buying only one thing from you: the way the engagement (hiring you, working with you, dating you, using your product or service, learning from you) makes them feel. — Seth Godin

When I wrote War Against the Mafia as a Vietnam statement, I didn't expect much to come of it-but quite a bit came and it captured me. I continued the books to feed the obvious hunger that was there for heroic fiction. — Don Pendleton

A novel is a mirror walking along a main road. — Stendhal

It's not human. It's not primal. So we don't understand it. It's a more recent mutation. The things we all have, love and hate and passion, and the need to eat and yell and screw, these are things every human has. But there's this new mutation, this ability to stand between a human being and some small measure of justice and blame it on some regulation. To say that the form was filled out incorrectly. — Dave Eggers

The formation of one's character ought to be everyone's chief aim. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Music before all else,
and for that choose the irregular,
which is vaguer and melts better into the air ... — Paul Verlaine

By and large, the gospel of grace is neither proclaimed, understood, nor lived. — Brennan Manning

Writing is not just a process of creation. It is also a process of self-discovery — Cristina Istrati

A little cooling down of animal excitability and instinct, a little loss of animal toughness, a little irritable weakness and descent of the pain-threshold, will bring the worm at the core of all our usual springs of delight into full view, and turn us into melancholy metaphysicians. — William James