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Dad and I leave town in the early dark. It's the second Sunday of the holidays, and we pack up the old blue car with enough clothes for summer and hit the road. It's so early he's wiping hills of sand piled in the corners of his eyes. I wipe a few tears from mine. Tears don't pile, though. They grip and cling and slide in salty trails that I taste until the edge of the city. — Cath Crowley

It is from this wide extension of design that so much instruction is derived. It is this which fills the plays of Shakespeare with practical axioms and domestick wisdom. It was said of Euripides, that every verse was a precept and it may be said of Shakespeare, that from his works may be collected a system of civil and oeconomical prudence. Yet his real power is not shown in the splendour of particular passages, but by the progress of his fable, and the tenour of his dialogue; and he that tries to recommend him by select quotations, will succeed like the pedant in Hierocles, who, when he offered his house to sale, carried a brick in his pocket as a specimen. — Samuel Johnson

I have left all my business and all my husbands; I have taken with me only fair weather and my children, which is as much as I want. — Madame De La Fayette

I've never felt like I was born with a silver spoon at all, although I've felt like howling at the moon a lot of times! — Van Morrison

Could see or hear. That was what Alai had given him; a gift so sacred that even Ender could not be allowed — Orson Scott Card

The whole tenour of female education ... tends to render the best disposed romantic and inconstant; and the remainder vain and mean. — Mary Wollstonecraft

Along the cool sequestered vale of life,
They kept the noiseless tenour of their way. — Thomas Gray

I love playing in front of people. I feel powerful, 'cause I don't have to really say anything - I'm just singing. — Juliana Hatfield

His element is so fine
Being sharpened by his death,
To drink from the wine-breath
While our gross palates drink from the whole wine. — William Butler Yeats