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What a strange, sad man is he!" said the child, as if speaking partly to herself. "In the dark night-time, he calls us to him, and holds thy hand and mine, as when we stood with him on the scaffold yonder! And in the deep forest, where only the old trees can hear, and the strip of sky see it, he talks with thee, sitting on a heap of moss! And he kisses my forehead, too, that the little brook would hardly wash it off! But here in the sunny day, and among all the people, he knows us not; nor must we know him! A strange, sad man is he, with is hand always over his heart! — Nathaniel Hawthorne

What does Nietzsche say of fighting men? 'You must have as enemies only those whom you hate, but not those whom you despise. You must be proud of your enemy, and then the enemy's success is your success also. — Ernst Junger

If Stain was such a bad guy why do all these people attribute to him quotes he didn't make or change his actual quotes just enough to make them seem bad? Seem bad rather than visionary. — Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin

[To Bonaparte, when asked why she meddled in politics:] Sire, when women have their heads cut off, it is but just they should know the reason. — Madame De Stael

I've learned to surround myself with women who lift me up and leave me feeling nurtured rather than drained. — Carre Otis

Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how can anything go wrong? — Richard Brautigan

If the right man does not come along, there are many fates far worse. One is to have the wrong man come along. — Letitia Baldrige

I feel unbelievably fortunate. How many people get to do what they always wanted to do and do well with it and continue to be surprised and see amazing places and meet amazing people? — Michael Kors

Being different is good; embrace it. — Simon Cowell

There is probably a smell of roasted chestnuts and other good comfortable things all the time, for we are telling Winter Stories - Ghost Stories, or more shame for us - round the Christmas fire; and we have never stirred, except to draw a little nearer to it. — Charles Dickens