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The mason stirs.
Words!
Pens are too light.
Take a chisel to write. — Basil Bunting

His vanity required constant stimulation, and constant proof that the ongoing creation of his selfhood was a project that he himself controlled. — Eleanor Catton

She told me to draw the curtains shut, so I grabbed my pencil and began to sketch. — Jarod Kintz

Loving him was red. — Taylor Swift

There are over 2 million cars standing in front of red lights with their engines going. Then we have over 2 million times approximately 100 horsepower being generated as they are idling there, so that we have something like 200 million horses jumping up and down and going nowhere. Now, we have to count that in our economy when we begin to get down to what is the efficiency of the economy. — R. Buckminster Fuller

Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm; great good fortune comes to failure in the end. All is change; all yields its place and goes; to persevere, trusting in what hopes he has, is courage in a man. The coward despairs. — Euripides

Any time I see someone succeed I am happy, for it affirms my belief that I live in a world where success is possible. — Bonnie Gillespie

Sally Jenkins of the 'Washington Post' is the best sports columnist in the country. Second best is Gene Wojciechowski of ESPN, and third is Dan Wetzel on Yahoo! — Dan Jenkins

Make your art a gift of inspiration to others to work toward better things. — Richard Schmid

I didn't know a van could go up on two wheels like that, for so long. -Nudge — James Patterson

Family involvement is a valuable thing and playing together actively can be the '90s version of it. Instead of just watching, you can do it together ... something we don't spend enough time on. We can motivate and excite each other about fitness. — Alan Thicke

Your eyes are beautiful, he said, and she felt warm suddenly, warm in the sun that dappled through the treetops and rested on them in patches. — Kristin Cashore