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It gets so boring at home. After all, how many reruns of Abbott and Costello movies can a guy watch on television? — Bud Abbott

Where shall we get religion? Beneath the open sky, the sphere of crystal silence surcharged with deity.. The midnight earth sends incense up, sweet with the breath of prayer
Go out beneath the naked night and get religion there. — Sam Walter Foss

It's cool to be a part of recovery. This is just who I am, this is what I write about, what I do, and most of my work has been a reflection of what I've been going through in one way or another. — Chester Bennington

He who bravely endures evils, in time reaps the reward. — Plautus

I was in a fashion show and I had on a strapless top. When I got to the end the top was down. — Adriana Lima

The earthquake cannot be subpoenaed. The typhoon will not bend under indictment. They sent the killer of Prince Jones back to his work, because he was not a killer at all. He was a force of nature, the helpless agent of our world's physical laws. — Ta-Nehisi Coates

I was born on April 1, 1933, in Constantine, Algeria, which was then part of France. My family, originally from Tangier, settled in Tunisia and then in Algeria in the 16th century after having fled Spain during the Inquisition. — Claude Cohen-Tannoudji

She couldn't detach from him, couldn't catch her breath, and didn't want to. Not ever again. — Kristin Miller

It's in the nature of the landscape to change, and it's in the nature of people to help the process along... — John Darnielle

Do not suppose from this that your new career is to be perpetually supported by agreeable spiritual contacts, or occupy itself in the mild contemplation of the great world through which you move. True, it is said of the Shepherd that he carries the lambs in his bosom: but the sheep are expected to walk, and put up with the inequalities of the road, the bunts and blunders of the flock. It — Evelyn Underhill