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"Rohan, one of us is an unmarried man with superior mathematical abilities and no prospects for the evening. The other is a confirmed lecher in an amorous mood, with a willing and nubile young wife waiting at home. Who do you think should do the damned account books?" And, with a nonchalant wave, St. Vincent had left the office."
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"That most limited of all specialists, the "well-rounded man"."
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Personal Development
"The world system is employment."
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"A butler supplies food to nourish your body, but a writer nourishes your mind through writing."
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Personal Development
"Do not be weary to make money."
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Personal Development
"Employers are at their happiest on Mondays. Employees are at their happiest on Fridays."
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"Work was intended not to give a man a reason to live, but rather to give him a means to live."
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"Be robust enough to work more than a robot!"
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"Being happy at work is possible for all of us, anytime & anywhere, with open eyes and a caring heart."
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"Back then, work revolved around life. Today, life revolves around work."
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"Do all the work you while you still have strength."
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"Marriage would change hardly anything between us, except that we would end our arguments in a much more satisfying way. And of course I would have extensive legal rights over your body, your property, and all your individual freedoms, but I don't see what's so alarming about that."
Marriage
"The trick was forgetting about what she had lost ...and learning to go on with what she had left."
Acceptance
"You think I'd cheat on you?" I demanded with all the innocent outrage I could muster."With another guy, no. With a cheeseburger . . . in a heartbeat."
Humor
"You don't annoy me. Carefully he rebuttoned the placket of her shirt. "I thought you did, at first. But now I realize it was more like the feeling you get when your foot's been asleep. And when you start moving, the blood coming back into it is uncomfortable . . . but also good. Do you understand what I mean?"Yes. I make your feet tingle.A smile came to his lips. "Among other things."
Emotion
"Rohan, one of us is an unmarried man with superior mathematical abilities and no prospects for the evening. The other is a confirmed lecher in an amorous mood, with a willing and nubile young wife waiting at home. Who do you think should do the damned account books?" And, with a nonchalant wave, St. Vincent had left the office."
Work
"But Harry . . . even if we had met and married three years ago, you'd still say it wasn't enough time."You're right. I can't think of a single day of my life that wouldn't have been improved with you in it."Darling, she whispered, her fingertips coming up to stroke his jaw, "that's lovely. Even more romantic than comparing me to watch parts.Harry nipped at her finger. "Are you mocking me?"Not at all, Poppy said, smiling. "I know how you feel about gears and mechanisms."
Love
"St. Vincent and I didn't expect to fall in love. It caught us both unaware.""Yes, but how did you know?""It was the moment I realized he was willing to die for me. I don't think anyone, including St. Vincent, believed he was capable of self-sacrifice. It taught me that you can assume you know a person quite well- but that person can s-surprise you. Everything seemed to change from one moment to the next- suddenly he became the most important thing in the world to me."
Love
"I've missed you, Sebastian.""Have you, love?" He unfastened the buttons of her robe, the light eyes glittering with heat as her skin was revealed. "What part did you miss the most?""Your mind," she said, and smiled at his expression."I was hoping for a far more depraved answer than that.""Your mind is depraved," she told him solemnly.He gave a husky laugh. "True."
Desire
"Every time you look at me, you'll remember that I'm half his.""No." His hand came to the side of her face, his thumb wiping her tears. "You're all mine." His voice was deep and shaken. "Every hair on your head. Every part of you was made to be loved by me."
Devotion
"And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul to shreds. She had wondered how she could feel so much pain and still survive."
Emotion
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