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I only worked on Men of Honor for three weeks, but I walked away with so much. Because Bob is the kind of actor who gives you the opportunity to really go there. And we really had to go there. I mean, we were both playing drunks. — Charlize Theron

And so I found myself in a kind of love lock: pining for the wrong person, grieving beside a woman whose body I can't touch, being given a second chance I can't find the clarity to take. — Courtney Maum

Gandhi was born on October 2, 1869, in Porbandar, India. At the time of his birth, India had been ruled by the English for over 200 years. "There was nothing unusual about the boy Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, expect perhaps that he was very, very shy. He had no unusual talent, and went through school as a somewhat less than average student."14 — Cameron C. Taylor

Your body is malleable; you can sculpt it over time with daily habits of diet and exercise. The law of accommodation reminds us that the body may change slowly, but it will change. — Dan Millman

What is new, however, is always evil, being that which wants to conquer and overthrow the old boundary markers and the old pieties; and only what is old is good. The good men are in all ages those who dig the old thoughts, digging deep and getting them to bear fruit - the farmers of the spirit. But eventually all land is depleted, and the ploughshare of evil must come again and again. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Having been a journalist for thirty-nine years, I've developed a pretty thick skin. — Pete Earley

Position yourself well enough, and circumstances will do the rest. — Mason Cooley

You're a wrestler, right, Jake?" Dad asked, passing Jake more saag. My parents were in an Indian food phase. The evening's entree consisted of limp spinach. God forbid we'd throw a few burgers on the grill and just have a barbecue when guests came over.
Jake gave the bright green, mushy contents a wary glance but accepted the bowl. "Yeah. I wrestle. I'm captain this year."
"How Greco-Roman of you," Lucius said dryly, lifting a glob of spinach and letting it drip, slowly, from his fork. "Grappling about on mats. — Beth Fantaskey

There are no good futures. There's nothing to head towards but more garish, unsustainable carnival acts. — Warren Ellis