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Money can be repaid, but not kindness such as yours. — Vincent Van Gogh

I saw that, although they were at the mercy of the sweltering heat, or the pains of aging or poverty, they could tolerate these because their faith gave them the hope of being united in spirit with a supernatural presence.

I still denied that presence. My denial, I was realizing, was my armor; it allowed me to deflect a barrage of difficult questions. But it didn't answer those questions. It protected me from charlatans, yes, but it didn't fill my emptiness or give me direction. Doubt served a purpose, but it also prevented me from trusting anyone or anything. Without trust, how could I ever be happy? — Visakha Dasi

The value of each, is a kind of ink that was written in the hearts of people. How great is, shown by how indelibly is the ink ... — Georgia Kakalopoulou

For poetry exists to break through to below the level of reason where the angels and monsters that the amenities keep in the cellar may come out to dance, to rove and roar, growling and singing, to bring life back to the enclosed rooms where too often we are only 'living and partly living. — May Sarton

Thank you," she says and yanks the pull-tab off the soda can. She takes a big sip and aaahs. Then she takes the pull-tab and puts it on her ring finger like a wedding band. She holds her hand out and looks at it.
"Someday," she says wistfully.
"Wow, a soda pop pull-tab ring. You're easy. Most girls want their ring from Tiffany's."
"Well, I'm not most girls."
She's telling me? — Caprice Crane

I'm extremely humbled, I'm happy and I'm blessed, because at the end of the day, I'm doing what I love to do. — La'el Collins

Paul LePage has become a terrible embarrassment to the state I live in and love. If he won't govern, he should resign. — Stephen King

You hit me with a tuba," he said, looking at me with an air of hurt surprise. "I know," I said. "I'm sorry." A sheet of paper came whistling up and flattened itself against my — Michael Chabon

The aim should be to work on the method of management. — W. Edwards Deming

Some people spend so much time hunting treasure that they fail to see it all around them. It's like sifting through gold to find the silt. — Richard Paul Evans

Dementia is our most-feared illness, more than heart disease or cancer. — David Perlmutter

red-hot fireflies — Cameron Dokey

Birth deals us out a hand of cards, but as important as their value is the place we are dealt them in. — David Mitchell

That got us started on revenue sharing, and we couldn't have done it without all the teams. — Art Modell

We have trouble with death. We think it's un-American. We think it won't catch us. Not for us the screaming and wailing, the tearing of hair, the wearing of sackcloth and ashes. These things are thought to be "self-indulgent" - a word favored by those who most manifest it. But what is self-indulgent? What does it mean? Does it mean indulging the self to prevent its being extinguished? Does it mean holding on to one's personhood when in danger of being swept away, being swept into impersonal eternity? If so, we should indulge our screams and wails. We should give ourselves space to indulge our mourning for the individual. Whatever eternity may offer, my hunch is it won't offer individuality. Maybe this is good. Maybe individuality is pain, but let's at least mourn it when we give it up. — Erica Jong