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Don't worry,' my girl said, 'I'll teach you to outwit pity.

Don’t you ever cry again, Miss Zarish,” he said in a strict but mild tone. “I would rather die than see tears in your eyes.

Don't worry I won't embarrass you. I'm just going to check out his friends. Maybe his grades and definitely his track record with the ladies.” “Jackson Ryan Taylor, I swear to whatever holy being there maybe that I will personally rip you a...” “Whoa, calm down. She's violent,” he whispered only for Danny. “Can't I be concerned?” “Yes, so long as you keep your mouth shut.” “What?” “Not a word, Jack. I mean it.” “Moira...” “Not a word!” I stormed out of the bathroom and that was the end of that conversation

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Do You Believe?

Do you play?” Quincy jerked her eyes away from the instrument to find Lord Arch watching her, his mouth drawn in a very familiar straight line. “Only for myself, now that Ezekiel is dead,” she answered truthfully. “How delightful,” he said, smiling, his handsome face giving way to the refined wrinkles of his age. “Why don’t you play for yourself now, and I’ll just listen?

Do you think we can be friends?” I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend.

Do you want the truth or fiction?

Dreams are good at playing with your memory. They love leaving no trace behind and hate to show up once again in the morning.

Dreams are not only about money as it seems, From outside it may not be visible but it has endless beams, And most funny part of it is that dream never ends, If you reach your dream place then new dreams it amends.

Dreams only come true if you point yourself in their direction

Dr. Jules Hilbert: Hell Harold, you could just eat nothing but pancakes if you wanted. Harold Crick: What is wrong with you? Hey, I don't want to eat nothing but pancakes, I want to live! I mean, who in their right mind in a choice between pancakes and living chooses pancakes? Dr. Jules Hilbert: Harold, if you pause to think, you'd realize that that answer is inextricably contingent upon the type of life being led... and, of course, the quality of the pancakes.

During the Japanese invasion, bombs had fallen from the sky and people could run for cover. Now, they exploded in the middle of the road, or in the fields while people were playing soccer.

Dust is not a constant. There’s not a fixed quantity that has always been the same. Conscious beings make Dust—they renew it all the time, by thinking and feeling and reflecting, by gaining wisdom and passing it on. And if you help everyone else in your worlds to do that, by helping them to learn and understand about themselves and each other and the way everything works, and by showing them how to be kind instead of cruel, and patient instead of hasty, and cheerful instead of surly, and above all how to keep their minds open and free and curious…Then they will renew enough to replace what is lost through one window. So there could be one left open.

Dying is not a solution.. I want to live with You..!

Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning.

Each Fable is inspired by some true stories which doesn't have an happy ending, unlike the Fable.

Each new scientific fact gives rise to new uncertainties, and every pattern of starlight holds both a record and a prophecy.

Each time I discovered a potential link between one character’s story and another’s, several more connections would reveal themselves, like a beautiful, complex web spinning itself.

Eagles, buffalos and deserts vast, it’s no good living in the fucking past.

Early in 1967 Highsmith's agent told her why her books did not sell in paperback in America. It was, said Patricia Schartle Myrer, because they were 'too subtle', combined with the fact that none of her characters were likeable. 'Perhaps it is because I don't like anyone,' Highsmith replied. 'My last books may be about animals'.

Ebb and flow, ebb and flow, our lives. Is that why we're fascinated by the steadfastness of stars? The water reaches my calves. I begin the story of the Pleiades, women transformed into birds so Swift and bright that no man could snare them.

Edmund doesn’t solve any of his grievances or personality disorders by going through the wardrobe. If anything, they're exacerbated and brought to a crisis by his experiences in Narnia. When you go to Narnia, your worries come with you. Narnia just becomes the place where you work them out and try to resolve them.

Editing fiction is like using your fingers to untangle the hair of someone you love.

Education is not the learning of corporate government propaganda, but of training the mind to filter facts from fiction.

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El habia esclarecido inninterrumpidamente, durante los cinco años siguientes, cuatro asesinatos, de un modo que a sus colegas les habia parecido alucinante, es decir injusto, provocador. -No pegas ni golpe, Adamsberg-le decían-. Estás ahí, vagando, soñando, mirando la pared, haces dibujitos deprisa y corriendo sobre las rodillas, como si poseyeras ciencia infusa y tuvieras la vida ante ti, y luego, un día, te presentas, lánguido y amable, y dices: "Hay que detener al cura, ha estrangulado al niño para que no hable".

El hombre no estaba en el Silencio, solo era muy, muy, muy, bueno mostrando solo lo que deseaba

El monstruo me abrazaba con tal fuerza que no sabía dónde acababa yo y donde empezaba el, aunque yo seguía allí, en algún lugar.

Elizabeth, this one last task you will enter in a moment, will determine your fate and who you are. You are eighteen now and with the blood of past generations running through your veins, this will destine who you really are and where you belong.

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day.

Émilie partit faire un tour avec sa meilleure amie Vanessa dans les bois. En pleine discussion entre filles, Émilie ne prêta aucune attention au danger qu’elle courait dans cette zone déserte jusqu’au moment où elle poussa un cri époustouflant ne laissant aucun de ses camarades indifférent: un scorpion l'avait piqué!

Emotions tend to entwine Earthlings together.

Energy manipulation took place completely in mind,same way believing in telepathy caused telepathic abilities to grow STRONGER.

Empires come and go. Chanterelles are timeless

En cuanto a una vida echada a perder, no hay vida echada a perder más que aquella cuyo crecimiento queda detenido. Si quieres destrozar un carácter, lo único que tienes que hacer es intentar reformarlo

En ese momento se dio la vuelta, como movida por una ráfaga de viento.

Enemies can't break your spirit, only friends can.

English. That was where I met him.

Entering the foyer, Royale already decided that he would thank Shake once more for being by his side at Keena’s recital. But she stunned him by eagerly waiting for him just like old times—on her knees wearing only a collar and a leash.

enter the world of things as they are

É preciso que a realidade em mim seja já pura invenção para que eu a reconstrua, para que eu a cante.

Er aber, Manasse, sah recht gut, dass der Tod da war, obwohl sie noch lebte. Längst war er da, schlich überall herum in diesem Hause. Spielte Blindekuh mit dieser Frau, die sein Mal trug, liess ihre gezeichneten Kinder schreien und rasen im Garten. Freilich – er galoppierte nicht. Ging hübsch im Trab, da hatte sie recht. Aber nur – – so aus Laune. Nur so – – weil es ihm Spass machte, zu spielen mit dieser Frau und ihren lebensgierigen Kindern wie die Katze mit den Fischlein im Goldfischglas –

Even if readers claim that they 'take it all with a grain of salt', they do not really. They yearn to believe, and they believe, because believing is easier than disbelieving, and because anything which is written down is likely to be 'true in a way'.

Especially considering that she was already here, fully intending on giving herself to this extraordinary, handsome, outrageous man who was so hard to leave.

Even if we try to conform to ideals and strive for perfection, we will always be pulled back to our core identity because it’s the path of least resistance for our souls – an energy force that wants nothing more than for us to honor and accept who we are and discover what we’re meant to do in the world.

Even in the gay spots around town, he could walk in and suddenly realize he was the only person of color in the room. He faced questions in all the eyes he greeted. What’s he doing here? Does he think he’s one of us? How ironic that even here in the nation’s self-proclaimed “gay summer capital” he should feel unwanted, excluded.

Even in the most uneventful of our lives, we are called upon to choose our battles...

Even though he did not hear me sometimes so that I had to repeat my questions a second or third time. By then my tone was as abrasive as the coarse hair or the boar. How he annoyed me!

Even the fiercest of anarchists lose their teeth to age.