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There's always reasons to make mistakes. Because then you do new mistakes next time. So they're beautiful mistakes. — Ville Valo

The only god thing in me, is you. If you die, there's no redemption for me. I'll become a full demon. — Tijan

Look at her, the poor woman," Milo said compassionately, as he sealed her mouth with duct tape. "We need to deprogram her. — Chuck Palahniuk

The drive of many people drives a whole new world - Andrew Lee — Andrew Lee

The entire vitality of art depends upon its being either full of truth, or full of use; and that, however pleasant, wonderful, or impressive it may be in itself, it must yet be of inferior kind, and tend to deeper inferiority, unless it has clearly one of these main objects, either to state a true thing, or to adorn a serviceable one. — John Ruskin

Success is a choice; a promise that you make to yourself to keep moving forward. — Elizabeth Bourgeret

Don't waste Time, you can't get more of it. Even if you give away all you have, you can't get back a Minute.-RVM — R.v.m.

The easiest thing in the world is to be what you are, what you feel. The hardest thing to be is what other people want you to be. — Leo Buscaglia

You don't need to be the good guy to get a good message out. — LL Cool J

So, at the age of nine, I became a monk, and from then on I was there practicing that kind of nonviolence. — Satish Kumar

Manchester City have been in the doldrums for a while, they came up and went straight back down again. — Alan Hansen

There was not enough of the patient to go around, and specialists pushed forward in line with raw tempers and snapped at their colleagues in front to hurry up and give somebody else a chance. — Joseph Heller

Whatever you sow, you shall reap. — Lailah Gifty Akita

One day when no one else was around, I went into the craft room at the back of the ground floor. I touched Gran's collection of fabrics, the shiny bright buttons, the coloured threads. My head and shoulders melted first, followed by my hips and knees. Before long I was a puddle, soaking into the pretty cotton prints. I drenched the quilt she never finished, rusted the metal parts of her sewing machine. I was pure liquid loss ... — E. Lockhart