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No wonder you want to be a writer. How can you not, with all that behind you? You practically are a novel already. — Sylvia Brownrigg

This book is dedicated to all the protons in the universe who continue to remain positive in spite of the negativity whizzing around them — RamG Vallath

So ... " he said, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking back onto his heels. "You come here often?"
Picking up on his mood with the lightning quickness that had won them a space in the finals, Jules flirted right back."Pretty often. But you must be new. I'm sure I'd remember if I'd seen you here before, hot stuff."
That made him grin and saunter closer, close enough to reach out and smooth a lock of dark gold hair behind her ear. "What do you say we low this joint? ... — Louisa Edwards

If I do not personify God, you call me an atheist. But I do not personify God because I refuse to limit God to the boundaries of my imagination ... or yours. — Steve Maraboli

Photographs are not ideas. They give us ideas. — Jean-Paul Sartre

You have a more interesting life if you wear impressive clothes. — Vivienne Westwood

There is so much to do, and I want to continue my efforts. — Janet Reno

ANTISEMITISM, a secular nineteenth-century ideology - which in name, though not in argument, was unknown before the 1870's - and religious Jew-hatred, inspired by the mutually hostile antagonism of two conflicting creeds, are obviously not the same; — Hannah Arendt

He had also been married to an English girl who was killed in a car accident, a fact to mention because he was the driver. His sorrow was complete; it was as if he had been dipped into a tragic rue. This loss permeated every pore and organ cell, left him, indeed, a complete man, all of one piece, one whole tincture of loss. He spoke in a gentle voice and listened to every word that everyone said, as if words were as much of a comfort as warm clothing. While he sipped his one beer and I had three, — Norman Mailer

The absorption of the individual in the universal is only another term for its destruction. — C. H. Dodd

I never was attached to that great sect, Whose doctrine is that each one should select Out of the crowd a mistress or a friend, And all the rest, though fair and wise, commend, To cold oblivion. — Percy Bysshe Shelley