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"As light splinters into darkness, new thoughts may take over in the mind and allow upbeat views to gain power. Thus and so, thoughtfulness readily opens a blistering sky in the faltering shadow of unawareness. ['Absence of Desire']"

"Feeling threatened by others' choices pulls us all down. Instead, we should funnel our energy into breaking this cycle."

"The mind is the center of all attractions."

"What is in your mind position or disposition your mind, body and spirit in the best or worst way. What you are yet to accept into your mind exposes your mind to and keep your mind on what you are yet to accept and what has not yet come into your mind least controls your mind, body and spirit. Mind your mind!"
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"Amelie said, "I won't be your servant in Morganville. Nor should you be mine. Equals. She offered her hand to him, and he looked down at it, clearly taken aback. But he took it. "Now defend what is ours, my partner. He grinned, grinned! and whirled to meet Myrnin in midleap as Myrnin attacked."

"I think so, she [Claire] said. "Just watch your back, okay? "Nah, Michael's got mine. He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes."I've got yours."

"A rap at the back door made her jump, and she peered through the window for a long time before she eased open the door a crack. She left the security chain on. 'What do you want, Richard?'Richard Morrell's police cruiser was parked in the drive. He hadn't flashed any lights or howled any sirens, so she supposed it wasn't an emergency, exactly. But she knew him well enough to know he didn't pay social visits, at least not to the Glass House.'Good question,' Richard said. 'I guess I want a nice girl who can cook, likes action movies, and looks good in short skirts. But I'll settle for you taking the chain off the door and letting me in."

"Claire was struggling through last summer's diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragon's head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher."

"He dunked his tea bag and watched the results critically. "I really must get a new supplier. This tea is pathetic. America just doesn't understand tea at all."

"It's been happening since I was in kindergarten. Not them all the time, but other kids, you know. Every day. It never stops, and it never goes away, thanks to the Internet--it just keeps happening every minute, every day. And I just want it to stop. I think about how to do it, you know. How to kill them. All kinds of elaborate things, like trapping them in pits and burying them alive, or covering them with concrete."

"I am sorry my decisions do not meet with your approval, but nevertheless, they are mine, and the consequences are also mine."

"Welcome to Morganville.You'll never want to leave.And even if you do...well, you can't. Sorry about that."

"Claire. Wake up. She blinked and realized that her head was on Shane's shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that she hadn't realized she was so close to him, snuggled in. Her third was that although Michael's part of the couch was empty, Shane hadn't moved away. And he was watching her with warm, friendly eyes. Oh. Oh, wow, that was nice."
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