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Most of the secrets the CIA has are about people, not machines and systems, so I didn't feel comfortable with disclosures that I thought could endanger anyone. — Edward Snowden

The term 'celebrity memoir' has gotten such a bad name now, but there used to be a little bit of an art form to it. — Rob Lowe

The more I find life to be a great design, the more I suspect it to be singular in existence; the more I suspect it to be singular, the more I feel it to be specific and personal; the more I feel it to be personal, the more I think of it to be a mere question; And the more I think of it to be a question, the less I understand the questioner. — Kedar Joshi

For me, policy is best when connected to the roots, and roots are best when connected to policy. So I encourage you all to stay connected ... and walk with real people while doing the activism. Lord knows we need folks who are engaged. — Simone Campbell

The more you appreciate the things of beauty all around you, the more beautiful things will fill your life. — Debasish Mridha

I have the experience of age and suffering. — Linn Ullmann

We were born for sorrow
we were born for pain
we were born for loss
but we were also born to love
from follow your heart — K.R. Albers

I cannot think on the one without quickly being encircled by the splendor of the three; nor can I discern the three without being straightway carried back to the one. — Gregory Of Nazianzus

Polyphonic prose is a kind of free verse, except that it is still freer. Polyphonic makes full use of cadence, rime, alliteration, assonance. — Amy Lowell

There are worse fates, my lord. A title, land, a wife ... if you can't make something of that, there is indeed no hope for you.
-Morgan — Lisa Kleypas

To some people, employment is a distraction. To all entertainers, distraction is employment. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Memory nourishes the heart, and grief abates. — Marcel Proust