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Eataly is the greatest - it's like food galore there. They have all of these little stations, like a pasta area and a pizza area. And they have the best gelato. — Lilla Crawford

Fallen Leaves nodded. "Go well," he murmured. "I will never forget you, Hollyleaf. — Erin Hunter

There is no way to escape death, it is just like trying to escape by four great mountains touching sky. There is no escape from these four mountains of birth, old age, sickness and death. — Dalai Lama

A young woman asked the great preacher Charles Spurgeon if it was possible to reconcile God's sovereignty and man's responsibility. "Young woman," said he. "You don't reconcile friends — Elisabeth Elliot

Albus hugs his friend. With fierceness. They hold for a beat. Scorpius is surprised by this. "Okay. Hello. Um. Have we hugged before? Do we hug?."
The two boys dislocate. — J.K. Rowling

I'll leave a store if I hate the music. If it's just, like, techno, I feel like my brain is going to explode. — Kim Gordon

Bryn ate her bagel in silence, and by the time she was finished, Liam had already neatly packed her overnight bag and loaded it in MacAllister's car. He even included a new dog bed for Mr. French to travel in confort. Lunch was in moducal little boxes.
"I think he is Alfred."
"Actually, I often wonder if he's Batman. — Rachel Caine

The birth of crisis is a birth of opportunity to change yourself, to rise on the top,to become more powerful and more knowledgeable. — Arya Vidhan

Some of the key components, we wanted it to be so far into the future that you weren't talking about our time. I was joking that the AMC cinematic universe is after the zombie apocalypse by hundreds and hundreds of years. — Alfred Gough

Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing. — George Orwell