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Nothing in nature is exhausted in its first use ... In God, every end is converted into a new means. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am not stopped by low funds, physical exhaustion, mental exhaustion, or temptations to stop and work on some other production that would be more financially rewarding. — Richard King

Although member countries ratified the UN's millennium goals, fighting enemies represents by far the biggest allocation of most countries' resources. — Joyce F Benenson

I realised I really didn't know what I was doing and I felt her trace drowning in the middle of the cars and the people, in the middle of the streets and far away, in the secrets she so jealously kept.
I felt it. We were ever so close, ever so far. — Emiliano Campuzano

Policemen are seldom tried for their crimes, or indeed, held responsible for what they do, which disturbs the peace and causes distress among the orderly. — Gore Vidal

Nathan's blue eyes met mine. "Are you okay?" My heart felt frozen. His eyes sought out everything I was trying to hide. I wasn't sure how much they heard when I was talking, but I didn't want to appear like I was trying to hold back. Maybe I shouldn't, but I needed time to absorb what had gone on. "He scared me, but he didn't do anything. — C.L.Stone

[ ... ] we have in our treatise a series of fifty-seven examinations, almost exclusively of injuries of the human body forming a group of observations furnishing us with the earliest known nucleus of fact regarding the anatomy, physiology and pathology of the human body. Crude and elementary as they are, the method by which they were collected was scientific, and these observations, together with the diagnoses and the explanatory commentary in the ancient glosses, form the oldest body of science now extant. — James Henry Breasted

about speaking up to Sitters, or — Robert Jordan

Such a reader does not read for easy pleasure or to expiate social guilt, but to enlarge a solitary existence. — Harold Bloom