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Neither Britain, a land fertile in tyrants, nor the people of Ireland, knew Moses and the prophets. — St. Jerome

I don't tell anybody else what to wear. I would never dream of it. — Daphne Guinness

His head is a little below mine, so that when he looks up at me it's at a juvenile angle. It must amuse him, this fake subservience.
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The problem wasn't only the women, he says. The main problem was with the men. There was nothing for them any more.
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That was part of it, the sex was too easy. Anyone could just buy it. There was nothing to work for, nothing to fight for.
(...) — Margaret Atwood

It's very important that historic cities are allowed to reinvent their future. — Zaha Hadid

Thomas knew what he thought. Those images would never leave - the Gladers would be haunted by the horrible things that had happened in the Maze for the rest of their lives. He figured that most if not all of them would have major psychological problems. Maybe even go completely nutso. — James Dashner

You hear about actors who were doing five years on a series as lovers and actually hated each other. I don't know if I could pull it off. — Julianna Margulies

We want to help people get back on their feet after all this. Corporations have always done a lot more for people than the government wanted you to think they did. I guess they felt like we were horning in on their act. Enforced charity was the only thing they had left to offer anybody. Giving people's stuff to other people who'd keep them in power for a little while longer. — Nick Cole

People that spend time in a foxhole - they're never going to find that relationship anywhere else again ... Everything else pales next to that. When you think about the Second World War vets - more than even the Vietnam vets - there's a brotherhood. — Sylvester Stallone

Something to live on, not just dreams. But what was life worth, once all the dreams have become dust? — Claire Hajaj