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Each of us has our definition of adventure: ending an unsatisfying
relationship, returning to school, parachute jumping or training for a
marathon. Go ahead. Get your thrill on. — Gina Greenlee

People aren't religious because it's easy not to be. Like anything, it's habitual, and once it's a habit it's no longer hard. — Matisyahu

To the new 'Apprentice' candidates I would say to follow your gut instincts, be yourself and get ready to work hard for the next few months. Oh, and try to have some fun! — Bill Rancic

Human beings have fabricated the illusion that in the 21st century they have the technological prowess to be independent of nature. Bees underline the reality that we are more, not less, dependent on nature's services in a world of close to 7 billion people — Achim Steiner

She doesn't think she's worthy to live. But she doesn't realize, she is life. — Derek Raymond

Right now, it didn't look good, the life. What doesn't kill you makes you horny. — Aleksandar Hemon

It is not true that drink changes a man's character. It may reveal it more clearly. — John Osborne

I talk about the gods, I am an atheist. But I am an artist too, and therefore a liar. Distrust everything I say. I am telling the truth. — Ursula K. Le Guin

Climate change is a normal, natural and perpetual process which occurs, and has always occurred, with sublime indifference to man's puny input. — James Delingpole

Life is like a typographical error: we're constantly writing and rewriting things over each other. — Bret Easton Ellis

He calmed himself, shut his eyes, and fell asleep. The rear light of consciousness, like the last express train of the night, began to fade into the distance, gradually speeding up, growing smaller until it was, finally, sucked into the depths of night, where it disappeared. All that remained was the sound of the wind slipping through a stand of white birch trees. — Haruki Murakami