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People thought it was asinine for me to change my swing after I won the Masters by 12 shots ... Why would you want to change that? Well, I thought I could become better. If I play my best, I'm pretty tough to beat. I'd like to play my best more frequently, and that's the whole idea. That's why you make changes. I thought I could become more consistent. — Tiger Woods

Dance, like music, knows no geographical boundaries, no linguistic barriers and no racial divisions. All walls crumble where art is concerned. It is a great unifying and integrating force. — Vempati Chinna Satyam

Today, we need people who are capable of creative thinking and independent decision-making. — Mikael Kamber

Love may be on the horizon, but beware something wicked this way comes. — Wilkie Martin

When one pays a visit it is for the purpose of wasting other people's time, not one's own. — Oscar Wilde

I finally reach the end. Strangely, I have no feeling of accomplishment. The only thing I feel is utter relief that I don't have to run anymore. — Haruki Murakami

Those far distant, storm-beaten ships, upon which the Grand Army never looked, stood between it and the dominion of the world. — Alfred Thayer Mahan

One of the worst things we could do is start to act now as though the attack of 9/11 is a thing of the past and will never be repeated. That's just not true. — Dick Cheney

Everything I've read about Christians in prison for their non-violent witness to Christ rings true. Whether it's St. Paul, St. Edmund Campion, Dorothy Day or Dr. King, the experience remains the same: God comes close to those in prison. God's spirit is unleashed on the person who suffers imprisonment in a spirit of obedient love. God is a God of prisoners, a God of the poor, a God of the oppressed
but most of all, as the life of Jesus testifies, a God of nonviolent resisters. God is a God of nonviolence and peace. — John Dear

Maternal love, like an orange tree, buds and blossoms and bears at once. When a woman puts her finger for the first time into the tiny hand of her baby and feels that helpless clutch which tightens her very heartstrings, she is born again with her newborn child. — Kate Douglas Wiggin