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Make not your thoughts your prisons. — William Shakespeare

In the heart are three emotions - I felt them then: love, fear, and hatred. I could see that an individual could only have one of the three at a time. — Christopher Pike

Some songs can wait for years, and then - boom! and explode like a bomb. — Verka Serduchka

nipples puckered painfully tight and she squeezed her thighs — Rachel Gibson

I have been up to my head just with calling people, I call about 50 to 100 people a day. — Richard Simmons

We should be I hope finally realizing what Vladimir Putin is. He's an old colonel, KGB, apparatchik, and he dreams of the restoration of the Russian empire. — John McCain

I fought with my twin, the enemy within. — Bob Dylan

Oh shit, I thought, if this isn't the Low King of the Dwarves then I'm the President of the Cricklewood Branch of the Women's Institute. — Ben Aaronovitch

Compassion begets compassion, cruelty begets cruelty. What we give we will ultimately receive. Nonhumans help make us human. They teach us respect, compassion, and unconditional love. When we mistreat animals, we mistreat ourselves. When we destroy animal spirits and souls, we destroy our own spirits and souls. — Marc Bekoff

It was also, however, a favorite place for novices to stand and wait for innocent students to slip up by talking too loudly between classes.
No novice has ever been created that could keep Gina quiet, however. — Meg Cabot

The first part of success is "Get-to-it-iveness"; the second part of success is "Stick-to-it-iveness". — Orison Swett Marden

I'm her slave, he imagined. Her toy. She owns me, completely. Again, like the bottle. Both Merry and the gin had proven harsh mistresses, but where Rob had once hid in the false comforts of his addiction, Merry's indulgence drew him out - made him feel wildly, vibrantly conscious, when alcohol had only deadened. The bottle had been a blanket to cower beneath. This . . . This was exposure, pure and sharp. — Cara McKenna