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She would thrust these thoughts away, miserable and horrified, wondering if there was any lower limit to the human spirit at its nasty, calculating, self-serving worst, not wanting to know. — Stephen King

She suddenly thought one afternoon, when looking in the glass at her fairness, that there was yet another date, of greater importance to her than those; that of her own death, when all these charms would have disappeared; a day which lay sly and unseen and among all the other days of the year, giving no sign or sound when she annually passed over it; but not the less surely there. When was it? Why did she not feel the chill of each yearly encounter with such a cold relation? — Thomas Hardy

The idea of Macbeth as a conscience-torm ented man is a platitude as false as Macbeth himself. Macbeth has no conscience. His main concern throughout the play is that most selfish of all concerns: to get a good night's sleep. — Mary McCarthy

Every morning is a reason to begin living again ... in case if you have had a good sleep. If not, then begin living again, anyway, and take care of yourself! — Lara Biyuts

No matter how secret a particular satellite was, it had to obey the same laws of physics as the rest of the solar system. — Trevor Paglen

Imagination alone is not enough, because the reality of nature is far more wondrous than anything we can imagine — Neil DeGrasse Tyson

She was stone cold and hard as fuck. And that's when I knew, she was a ride or die chick. The Letty to my Dom. I — A. Zavarelli

When I have an idea, it goes from vague, cloudy notion to 100,000 words in a heartbeat. — Lynn Abbey

There is no happiness like this: quiet mornings, light from the river, the weekend ahead. They lived a Russian life, a rich life, interwoven, in which the misfortune of one would stagger them all. It was a garment, this life. Its beauty outside, its warmth within. — James Salter

There is desire in those who love to hear about their loved ones' pains. — Euripides