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"So that he seemed to depart not from life, but from one home to another."
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"All that I did," she said, "everything I tried to do. All for nothing." Nothing is done entirely for nothing, said the fox of dreams. Nothing is wasted. You are older, and you have made decisions, and you are not the fox you were yesterday. Take what you have learned, and move on."
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"Steer clear of negativity and set boundaries so that when people bring it on, you can engage your force-field to deflect their distracting energy."
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"After supper they saw Kaluka to the boardwalk, and then strolled back along the beach to Asbury. The evening sea was a new sensation, for all its color and mellow age was gone, and it seemed the bleak waste that made the Norse sagas sad."
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"So we get a plan," I said. "Any suggestions?""Blow up the building," Kincaid said without looking up. "That works good for vampires. Then soak what's left in gasoline. Set it on fire. Then blow it all up again.""For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn't sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite."
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"I just can't fathom why anyone would stand on a ledge when there's a respectable amount of walking space right next to it."
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"Everything new requires determination and courage from a person."
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"Writers (my kind of writers: aspiring novelists, ruminative thinkers, people whose brains don't work quick enough to blog or link or tweet, basically old, stubborn blowhards) were through. We were like women's hat makers or buggy-whip manufacturers: Our time was done."
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"Look at the tyranny of party-- at what is called party allegiance, party loyalty-- a snare invented by designing men for selfish purposes-- and which turns voters into chattels, slaves, rabbits; and all the while, their masters, and they themselves are shouting rubbish about liberty, independence, freedom of opinion, freedom of speech, honestly unconscious of the fantastic contradiction; and forgetting or ignoring that their fathers and the churches shouted the same blasphemies a generation earlier when they were closing thier doors against the hunted slave, beating his handful of humane defenders with Bible-texts and billies, and pocketing the insults nad licking the shoes of his Southern master."
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"What exactly is it that humans do that is specifically human? There has to be something. How odd it is for billions of people to be alive, yet not one of them is really quite sure of what makes people people."
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"When we were still living in the world of sin God already saw us as saved citizens of His kingdom."
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"It's all fine to say, "Time will heal everything, this too shall pass away. People will forget-and things like that when you are not involved, but when you are there is no passage of time, people do not forget and you are in the middle of something that does not change."
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"Posthuman. It was a word from advertising copy, breathless and empty, and all he'd ever thought it really meant was that the people using it had a limited imagination about what exactly humans were capable of."
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"All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou art bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us. You purpose to kill me. How dare you sport thus with life? Do your duty towards me, and I will do mine towards you and the rest of mankind. If you will comply with my conditions, I will leave them and you at peace; but if you refuse, I will glut the maw of death, until it be satiated with the blood of your remaining friends."
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"The principles of spiritual kingdom has been packaged in the written word of God."
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"Anyone who prays for the death of his enemy must consider who tempted Jesus Christ, the persecution of the apostles and the Psalm 23 of David."
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"He stopped, feeling lonely in his long speech."
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"The secret of the answered prayer is not in its artistry, nor shouts either."
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"Grief was dagger-shaped and sharp and pointed inward. It was made of fresh loss and old sorrow. Rendered and forged and sometimes polished. Irene Finney had taken her daughter's death and to that sorrow she'd added a long life of entitlement and disappointment, of privilege and pride. And the dagger she'd fashioned was taking a brief break from slashing her insides, and was now pointed outward."
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"In winter the very ground seemed to reach up and grab the elderly, yanking them to earth as though hungry for them."
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"Your time is diminishing per every second and minute that passes."
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"Likened to "still waters run deep, a dignified person is able to call upon their wisdom and experience to discern a situation and expertly navigate it with grace."
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"Who cares what insecure people think who are insanely jealous that you are OK with yourself?"
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"Enlightenment must come little by little - otherwise it would overwhelm."
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"Giving her a slow, coaxing smile that turned the heat in the room up by a thousand degrees, he stroked her lips with the balls of his thumbs as he murmured, 'Can we get back to talking about possibly inviting that werewolf for sex?"
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"The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice."
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"Embrace love and compassion with all your spirit. Understand that they never hurt or offend, they just heal and empower."
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"Struggling transforms her captor into a Chinese finger trap. She's suffocating. Sucking in air without relief. Her lungs expand. Contract. Expand. They fill with lies and broken promises. With despair and lost hope. Each inhale is empty. Invisible hands reach into her body and constrict around her windpipe. She watches her friends collapse like supernovae, their cognizance disappearing into a black hole. A black hole she's quickly cascading into. The dark consumes, bleeds into her vision. She blinks. Catches icy blue eyes peeking out from the shadows."
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"And somehow, that changed everything about sex. The movements might all be the same, but the desire to communicate affection rather than demonstrate prowess changed what everything meant."
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"Dickens, as you know, never got round to starting his home page."
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"Yeah,' Chris said. 'I lose a couple limbs getting drunk and falling into harvesting combine, I'm an idiot. I lose the same limbs because I happened to be standing next to the right door when the ship was damaged, I'm a hero."
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