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"We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental."
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"Determined, I riseand face the dawn with resolve.This time I will win."
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"The will is the strong blind man who carries on his shoulders the lame man who can see."
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"She wanted to tell him of the years she had spent looking for men such as he to work with; she wanted to tell him that his enemies were hers, that she was fighting the same battle..."
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"Success belong to the man who refuses to fair failure."
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"The key to success is our will power full with confidence."
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"Success and perseverance are Siamese twins: where one goes the other follows."
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"Doing the tough things sets winners apart from losers."
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"I reach my object and say, Wander no more. All else is trial and make-believe."
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"Learn like an amateur. Train like a champion. Fight like a warrior. Triumph like a conqueror."
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"It is difficult to soar to your destiny carrying the burden of doubt, impossible to soar to your destiny carrying the burden of fear, but conceivable to soar to your destiny carried by the wings of faith."
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"I hadn't understood at the time. If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why.Without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my pastwas my life."
Identity

"The moon rose, squatting in the strained blue."
Nature

"Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately?"
Regret

"A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They're all parts of yourself."
Order

"Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway."
Emotion

"A person didn't need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn't help wanting it. If that was the way I could be loved, to be beautiful, I'd take it"
Love

"My mother once wrote a poem about rivers. They were women, she wrote. Starting out small girls, tiny streams decorated with wildflowers. They were torrents, gouging paths through sheer granite, flinging themselves off cliffs, fearless and irresistible. Later, they grew fat servicable, broad slow curves carrying commerce and sewage, but in their unconscious depths catfish gorged, grew the size of barges, and in the hundred - year storms, they rose up, forgetting the promises they made, the wedding vows, and drowned everything for miles around. Finally they gave out, birth - emptied, malarial, into a fan of swamps that met the ocean."
Nature

"Don't turn over rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live under them."
Fear

"What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live, or damn it for allowing the rest?"
Life

"What was beauty unless you intended to use it, like a hammer, or a key? It was just something for other people to use and admire, or envy, despise. To nail their dreams onto like a picture hanger on a blank wall. And so many girls saying, use me, dream me."
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