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Is there an answer to the question of why bad things happen to good people? ... The response would be ... to forgive the world for not being perfect, to forgive God for not making a better world, to reach out to the people around us, and to go on living despite it all ... no longer asking why something happened, but asking how we will respond, what we intend to do now that it has happened. — Harold S. Kushner

Obviously there is pain in childbirth. But giving birth is also a moment of awe and wonder, a moment when the true miracle of aliveness, and of a woman's amazing part in that miracle, is suddenly experienced in every cell of one's body. It is in that sense truly an altered state of consciousness. — Riane Eisler

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The stock solution for every enigma — Kamil Ali

Our brains have evolved to help us survive within the orders of magnitude of size and speed which our bodies operate at. We never evolved to navigate in the world of atoms. — Richard Dawkins

It was a good thing they were used to love, or they might have fainted from the size of the feeling. — B.J. Novak

There are a lot of people like me, people who need books the way they need air. — Richard Marek

Albion was many times larger in every way than the tidily compacted Britain I had left behind. Judging from the distances traveled, Albion was immense; both the land and the world that contained it were far more expansive than anything I could have dreamed. — Stephen R. Lawhead

What is she to me? Except a menace - a danger you've chosen to inflict on all of us. — Stephenie Meyer

We lie best when we lie to ourselves. — Stephen King

To not realize one's dreams is a shame; to not reach for them is a tragedy — Jason Alan

I never knew what to do with a paper except to put it in a side pocket or pass it to a clerk who understood it better than I did. — Ulysses S. Grant

And why should any man who writes, even if he writes things immortal, nurse anger at the world's neglect? Who asked him to publish? Who promised him a hearing? Who has broken faith with him? Your poem, your novel, who bargained with you for it? — George Gissing