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Paris is the playwright's delight. New York is the home of directors. London, however, is the actor's city, the only one in the world. In London, actors are given their head. — Orson Welles

Kids flew B-17s in daylight bombing raids over Germany in World War II. Kids fought in Korea and Vietnam. — Dan Jenkins

The Lybian army is capable of destroying America and breaking its nose. — Muammar Al-Gaddafi

What are you supposed to do when you forget what normal feels like? — Amy Reed

This life had always been my routine but now it felt like a cage. — Katie Kacvinsky

I'm losing the appetite for strangers. Once I would have focused on the excitement, the hazard; now it's the mess, the bother. Getting your clothes off gracefully, always such an impossibility; thinking up what to say afterwards, without setting the echoes going in your head. Worse, the encounter with another set of particularities: the toenails, the ear-holes, the nosehairs. Perhaps at this age we return to the prudishness we had as children. — Margaret Atwood

After a migratory crisis on the border with minors coming over that you're seeing start up again now, after all these executive orders the President has issued. More than ever we need to prove to people that illegal immigration is under control. — Marco Rubio

Based on what you know about him in history books, what do you think Abraham Lincoln would be doing if he were alive today? 1) Writing his memoirs of the Civil War. 2) Advising the President. 3) Desperately clawing at the inside of his coffin. — David Letterman

I usually do my writing in a very nice room, my studio, which is in the attic of our house in Wisconsin. But the nice thing about writing is that I can do it in many places. So sometimes I'll write in coffee shops. — Kevin Henkes

And it is not a slight thing when we are loved by those so fresh from God. — Charles Dickens

In New York in 1915 I bought at a hardware store a snow shovel on which I wrote in advance of the broken arm . — Marcel Duchamp