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The mother of excess is not joy but joylessness. — Friedrich Nietzsche

A soldier pulled a gun, and I lifted mine, squeezing off a round. The kickback startled me. The bullet hit the guy in the leg.
Daemon lost his hold on Nancy's form, slipping into his own. His eyes were wide as he stared at me.
"What?" I asked. "You didn't think I'd do it?"
... "Didn't realize you shooting a gun would be so sexy. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

Freelance investigative reporter Danny Casolaro was looking into the Cabazon/Wackenhut projects as part of a larger conspiracy investigation at the time he was found dead in a West Virginia motel room in 1991, allegedly a suicide victim. He had told friends he was convinced that "spies, arms merchants and others were using the reservation as a low-profile site on which to develop weapons for Third World armies, including the Nicaraguan Contras. — Gary Webb

I write pre-apocalyptic fiction. In other words, I'm not interested in a future where everything is blown to hell, I'd rather write something that helps to prevent it from happening. — James Rozoff

Most love stories are nocturnal. That's what makes them so fascinating. — Raymond Federman

Cattlemen have lost more in the last few years than anybody and say less about it. — Will Rogers

Once upon a time, in a tiny village called Talry on the bank of the great river Burine, in the Riverlands Barony of Varune, the Duchy of Castal, a Great and Powerful Mage was born unto a common man and his wife. I'll spare you the suspense. It was me. — Terry Mancour

The church may hold whatever it holds with regard to clerical celibacy. — William P. Leahy

Sleeping and waking lost their edges. Healing and being ill too. It was difficult if not impossible to draw a line between them. — James S.A. Corey

You can't win 'em all girl, for every hot guy you're looking for, five creepy and weird guys are looking for you. — Sydney Landon

She squirmed in his embrace, slipping around in his arms to face him. He smiled at her, one of those lazy, melting smiles he gave so rarely, and kissed her. — Karen Marie Moning

Nature in no case cometh short of art, for the arts are copiers of natural forms. — Marcus Aurelius

With every new encounter with God your vision becomes clearer and sharper — Sunday Adelaja