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One of those chaps would make short work of a fellow. Pick the bones clean no matter who it was. Ordinary meat for them. A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk. I read in that Voyages in China that the Chinese say a white man smells like a corpse. Cremation better. Priests dead against it. Devilling for the other firm. Wholesale burners and Dutch oven dealers. Time of the plague. Quicklime feverpits to eat them. Lethal chamber. Ashes to ashes. Or bury at sea. Where is that Parsee tower of silence? Eaten by birds. Earth, fire, water. Drowning they say is the pleasantest. See your whole life in a flash. But being brought back to life no. Can't bury in the air however. Out of a flying machine. Wonder — James Joyce

I read everyday, because reading takes me away, away to a place where nothing is impossible. — Manoj Arora

When it comes to whaling, Iceland is an international outlaw. Years of global negotiations and declarations have failed utterly to end its illegal slaughter of whales. It's time to send Iceland a message it can't ignore: trade sanctions. — Pierce Brosnan

Most of the tools from medieval times were extensions of the physical self. Tools are now extensions of the mental self. — Lotoya Peterson

I believe that the greatest gift you can give your family and the world is a healthy you. — Joyce Meyer

Christianity gave eroticism its savor of sin and legend when it endowed the human female with a soul. — Simone De Beauvoir

An eager pursuit of fortune is inconsistent with a severe devotion to truth. The heart must grow tranquil before the thought can become searching. — Christian Nestell Bovee

The Theory of Evolution has more holes in it than a dam made out of Swiss cheese. — Eoin Colfer

Mother says she doesn't need the medication anymore, that the only cure for cancer is having a daughter who won't cut her hair and wears dresses too high above the knee even on a Sunday, because how knows what tackiness I'd do to myself if she died. — Kathryn Stockett