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There was only one thing that interested her and that was getting into bed with men whenever she'd the chance. And I warned her straight. 'You'll be sorry one day, my girl, and wish you'd got me back'. — Albert Camus

Perfection consists in a constant perseverance to acquire the virtues and become proficient in their practice, because on God's road, not to advance is to fall back since man never remains in the same condition. — Vincent De Paul

The Earth orbits round tables. — Ljupka Cvetanova

Squeezed against each other in the heavy heat, they were silent ... looking toward the home that was expecting them
quiet, perspiring, resigned to this existence divided among a soulless job, long trips coming and going in an uncomfortable trolley, and at the end an abrupt sleep. On some evenings it would sadden Jacques to look at them. Until then he had only known the riches and the joys of poverty. But now heat and boredom and fatigue were showing him their curse, the curse of work so stupid you could weep and so interminably monotonous that it made the days too long and, at the same time, life too short. — Albert Camus

I'm living in the present. I have no ambition. It's true. But I want to live. — Gerard Depardieu

If I had to give a definition of capitalism I would say: the process whereby American girls turn into American women. — Christopher Hampton

I finished school, because I started when I was thirteen, so basically around 16 or 17, I just focused on finishing high school. — Jhene Aiko

Democracy in the contemporary world demands, among other things, an educated and informed people. — Elizabeth Bishop

that I thought of you - of the air that slipped
between the strands of your hair, and blue stones
in my hand, before the autumn damasks
bloom their last, before these blue stones are lain
forgotten as the blossoms of plum trees
I could not render in my artless hands — John Daniel Thieme