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I think living the blessed life is the luck of the draw. — Judith Guest

Regrets and apologies are all very well, but there's things that happen in a person's life that are so scorched in the memory and burned into the heart that there's no forgetting them. They're like brands. — John Boyne

I believe in doing vinyl. As long as vinyl can still be made into a high-quality standard, I'm going to still make all my records as a side A and a side B because that's how I grew up listening to music. — Jason Molina

You cannot love everyone; it is ridiculous to think you can. — Anton Szandor LaVey

The most important piece in the house is the garbage can. — Karl Lagerfeld

But it will be found ... that one universal law prevails in all these phenomena. Where two portions of the same light arrive in the eye by different routes, either exactly or very nearly in the same direction, the appearance or disappearance of various colours is determined by the greater or less difference in the lengths of the paths. — Thomas Young

Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;
Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. — William Shakespeare

Pale Death beats equally at the poor man's gate and at the palaces of kings. — Horace

I have so many fashion mistakes, but that's part of being in fashion. I think the people that you see make the most mistakes are usually the best dressers. — Zac Posen

Friendship happens when the distance between the hearts tends to zero. — Amit Ray

America needs to relearn a lost discipline, self-confident relentlessness ... — Lance Morrow

Reading in bed is a self-centered act, immobile, free from ordinary social conventions, invisible to the world, and one that, because it takes place between the sheets, in the realm of lust and sinful idleness, has something of the thrill of things forbidden. — Alberto Manguel

Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a crowbar.
Let me pry loose old walls.
Let me lift and loosen old foundations.
Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a steel spike.
Drive me into the girders that hold a skyscraper together.
Take red-hot rivets and fasten me into the central girders.
Let me be the great nail holding a skyscraper through blue nights into white stars. — Carl Sandburg