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It's crazy that you have to tell your phone or your computer or your house or your car 'It's me!' hundreds of times a day. Wearables will solve that problem. — Astro Teller

Dr. Parker and all my parents live in a paper-mache world. They just patch up problems with strips of newspaper and a little glue. — Laurie Halse Anderson

Film is difficult to explain because it is easy to understand. — Christian Metz

Life just swallows you up, doesn't it?Just swallows you up with its everyday things — Simon Van Booy

Dream-travelers, there is no path, paths are made by dreaming. — Antonio Machado

Surely the glory of journalism is its transience. — Malcolm Muggeridge

Ninety-nine point nine percent of the people that are gun owners are very responsible. — Jan Brewer

Professor Branestawm — Norman Hunter

I often question your actions, but rarely your reasoning. And this isn't one of those rare instances. — Sherry Thomas

It is more difficult to fight poverty in a rich country than in a poor one. — Mother Teresa

If you can't sleep, count sheep. Don't count endangered animals. You will run out. — Mitch Hedberg

You need to provide hard examples, with dates, characters and numbers. In — James Reed

I dropped my phone on the floor and let the pain assail me. I'd given my heart away to someone who didn't want it. Even knowing that, I didn't regret it. I just wanted him to want me. I just wanted him to love me too. — Abbi Glines

All the things that most kids hated, I loved. I loved that things were asked of me and that, much to my surprise, I was able to do them. I loved the 10 o'clock bedtime. I loved the responsibility. — Laura Linney

French toast? Frittata?
Definitely frittata.
Leaving the table again, she transferred a small packet from freezer to fridge. It was salmon, home-smoked on the island and more delicious than any she had ever found elsewhere. Smoked salmon wasn't Cecily's doing, but the dried basil and thyme she took from the herb rack were. Taking a vacuum-sealed package of sun-dried tomatoes from the cupboard, she set it on the counter beside the herbs. Frittata, hot biscuits, and fruit salad. With mimosas. And coffee. That sounded right. Eaten out on the deck maybe?
No, not on the deck, unless the prevailing winds turned suddenly warm.
They would eat here in the kitchen, with whatever flowers the morning produced. Surely more lavender. A woman could never have enough lavender- or daylilies or astilbe, neither of which should bloom this early, but both of which had looked further along than the lavender, yesterday morning, so you never knew. — Barbara Delinsky