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I love Manchester. I always have, ever since I was a kid, and I go back as much as I can. Manchester's my spiritual home. I've been in London for 22 years now but Manchester's the only other place, I think, in the country that I could live. — John Simm

There was never anything to be gained from observing what humans said to one another
language was just there to hide their thoughts. — Terry Pratchett

Llonio said life was a net for luck; to Hevydd the Smith life was a forge; and to Dwyvach the Weaver-Woman a loom. They spoke truly, for it is all of these. But you,' Taran said, his eyes meeting the potter's, 'you have shown me life is one thing more. It is clay to be shaped, as raw clay on a potter's wheel. — Lloyd Alexander

I think, therefore I doubt. — Victor Hugo

Dissent is the mark of freedom, as originality is the mark of independence of mind. ... No one can be a scientist ... if he does not have independence of observation and of thought. — Jacob Bronowski

For when all is equilibrated, when all is beheld from without all, there is joy, joy, joy that is but one facet of a diamond, every other facet whereof is more joyful than joy itself. — Aleister Crowley

He supposed it would be considered pastoral-there were trees clustered in a meadow, with two muscular black cows and two improbably fluffy sheep arranged beneath them-and in the sky were two winged cherubs so fat that surely the miracle in question as how they have gotten aloft at all. They would have needed to have the wingspans of albatrosses, not those foolish wee flaps sprouting from their shoulders, he decided, irritated. One of the cows was looking up at them with what he fancied was an expression of surpise and alarm. Which was precisely the expression he would wear if he'd suddenly noticed two fat cherubs bearing down on him. — Julie Anne Long

Sometimes I forget for one second and it hurts.
It's a different kind of pain than the constant, the weight that hangs from my heart. It swings from twine embedded so deeply that my aorta has grown around it. Blood pulses past rope in the chambers of my heart, dragging away tiny fibers until my whole body is suffused and pain is all I am and ever can be. — Mindy McGinnis

The ends-"
"Justify the means. That's what she said. What is that, your family motto or something?"
Lara stilled, her knuckles white. "Would you like to know about my family, Sophie?"
Pressing myself back against my chair, I shook my head. "I think I know enough about your family, thanks."
"You don't know anything," Lara said, and then she flicked her fingers in my direction.
At first, nothing happened, and I wondered if all she'd done was give me the witch version of her middle finger. — Rachel Hawkins

Invention presupposes imagination but should not be confused with it. — Igor Stravinsky