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I don't know the rules of grammar. If you're trying to persuade people to do something, or buy something, it seems to me you should use their language. — David Ogilvy

That summer morning in the Lower Downs began as usual for Reuben Pedley. He rose early to have breakfast with his mom before she left for work, a quiet breakfast because they were both still sleepy. Afterward, also as usual, he cleaned up their tiny kitchen while his mom moved faster and faster in her race against the clock (whose numerals she seemed quite unable to read before she'd had coffee and a shower). Then his mom was hugging him goodbye at the apartment door, where Reuben told her he loved her, which was true - and that she had no reason to worry about him, which was not. His — Trenton Lee Stewart

Mona told herself that even if her recent feelings were a delusion, they were by far preferable to the thirty years of immaculate deception she had suffered in her first marriage. Yet she had to forgive Akbar Ahmad - perhaps because he was already dead. — Musharraf Ali Farooqi

In the Bible we find everything we need to guide and energize our lives, to keep us on track so that we live out God's plan. — Elizabeth George

All high poetry is infinite; it is as the first acorn, which contained all oaks potentially. — Percy Bysshe Shelley

There's nothing deader than a dead love. — Leona Helmsley

Celebration is best done in the company of others who can rejoice with us over God's goodness. — Max Anders

Won't you at least call a gynecologist in to see me? You're not a specialist in this area." "I don't need you to tell me what my specialties are," he said angrily. "It would be best for everybody concerned if you have an abortion, no matter which way you have it. — Assata Shakur

The Athenians are right to accept advice from anyone, since it is incumbent on everyone to share in that sort of excellence, or else there can be no city at all. — Protagoras