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I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them. — Samuel Beckett

If I were going to play the adventuress, I might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb, I supposed. — Deanna Raybourn

Do an overwhelming number of respected scientists believe that human actions are changing the Earth's climate? Yes. OK, that being the case, let's undermine that by finding and funding those few contrarians who believe otherwise. Promote their message widely and it will accumulate in the mental environment, just as toxic mercury accumulates in a biological ecosystem. Once enough of the toxin has been dispersed, the balance of public understanding will shift. Fund a low level campaign to suggest any threat to the car is an attack on personal freedoms. Create a "grassroots" group to defend the right to drive. Portray anticar activists as prudes who long for the days of the horse and buggy. Then sit back, watch the infotoxins spread - and get ready to sell bigger, better cars for years to come. — Kalle Lasn

I think it's been the topic of conversation for every one ... If the U.S. is hit again, how are we going to handle it? Our troops are all over the place. — Holly Johnson

I've had friends whose boyfriends I meet, then they break up and I end up staying buddies with the boyfriend. In this day and age with social media and Facebook, Twitter, it's really impossible to escape people that you've been involved with. In a weird way, it makes it easier for everyone to stay friends because you're just sort of stuck there. — Zachary Knighton

And I hate to see artists who are real safe. I love to see artists swing for the fences sometimes. — Lee Ann Womack

Emma knew what was going to happen if she didn't break away, and she used every shred of her willpower to turn from Steven and run through the daisies, her arms outspread. She'd gone only a few yards when she stumbled over something and went sprawling. She was laughing when she rolled over and started to sit up, and her plump breasts strained against her bodice. Before she could begin the arduous process of untangling herself from her skirts and struggling back to her feet, Steven was kneeling beside her on the ground. He reached out slowly to touch her braid. "God in heaven, but you're beautiful," he rasped, and it was as though he begrudged the words. "Who are you, Emma? Where did you come from?" She — Linda Lael Miller

I don't write happy songs. Who does? I don't know anybody who writes happy songs, really. — Nick Cave

Woman is the unfathomable, incalculable mystery, the problem that we men can never hope to solve. — P.G. Wodehouse

She knew that neither his clothes nor the years stood between her and the living intactness of that memory. — Ayn Rand

You met over a pile of dead bodies mere days ago. Now he's carving little radish garnishes and humming to himself. It's creepy. — Sharon Ashwood

The who have a voice must speak for those who are voiceless. — Oscar Romero

Lydia supposed his headstone had been ordered. Something large and garish made of the finest marble and phallic shaped because being dead didn't stop you from being a dick. — Karin Slaughter

Moriarty smiled his adder's smile.
And I relaxed. I knew. My destiny and his wound together. It was a sensation I'd never got before upon meeting a man. When I'd had it from women, the upshot ranged from disappointment to attempted murder. Understand me, Professor James Moriarty was a hateful man, the most hateful, hateable, creature I have ever known, not excluding Sir Augustus and Kali's Kitten and the Abominable Bloody Snow-Bastard and the Reverend Henry James Prince. He was something man-shaped that had crawled out from under a rock and moved into the manor house. But, at that moment, I was his, and I remain his forever. If I am remembered, it will be because I knew him. From that day on, he was my father, my commanding officer, my heathen idol, my fortune and terror and rapture. — Kim Newman

Go to bed early, get up early-this is wise. — Mark Twain