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  • #1
    John M. Vermillion
    “The Director of the US Marshals Service, who does not like Pack: “Seems to me Simon Pack’s a grandstander. I remind you I’m a West Pointer myself. I remember his ill-fated year as Superintendent, acting as if he were MacArthur incarnate. The All-America player in a couple sports, the man in the College Football Hall of Fame; the Governor of a small state; the leader of a constitutional convention. And yeah, he was also a hobo, maybe the biggest grandstand move he ever undertook.”
    John M. Vermillion, Pack's Posse

  • #2
    Nicole Schubert
    “Now I feel empty, hanging. Maybe this is what being chill girlfriend is. Never knowing what's next or what it means. Do I wait for the future? Or is the future now? Or is the past now? Or is now whatever I want it to be?”
    Nicole Schubert, Saoirse Berger's Bookish Lens In La La Land

  • #3
    Daniel Mangena
    “Instead of forcing yourself to feel positive, allow yourself to be present in the now”
    Daniel Mangena, Stepping Beyond Intention

  • #4
    Anthony Burgess
    “The sweetest and most heavenly of activities partake in some measure of violence - the act of love, for instance; music, for instance. You must take your chance, boy. The choice has been all yours.”
    Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange

  • #5
    Charles Frazier
    “Life goes one way only, and whatever opinions you hold about the past have nothing to do with anything but your own damn weakness. Nothing changes what already happened. It will always have happened. You either let it break you down or you don’t. A simple enough lesson, yet hard for Luce to learn. She couldn’t”
    Charles Frazier, Nightwoods

  • #6
    Alexis de Tocqueville
    “The surface of American society is covered with a layer of democratic paint, but from time to time one can see the old aristocratic colours breaking through.”
    Alexis de Tocqueville

  • #7
    Kate Chopin
    “there would be no powerful will binding hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow creature…And yet she had loved him- sometimes. Often she had not. What did it matter! What could love, the unsolved mystery, count for in the face of this possession of self-assertion which she suddenly recognized as the strongest impulse of her being.”
    Kate Chopin, The Story of an Hour

  • #8
    Erik Larson
    “Never in the field of human conflict has so much been owed by so many to so few.”
    Erik Larson, The Splendid and the Vile: A Saga of Churchill, Family, and Defiance During the Blitz

  • #9
    Diane L. Kowalyshyn
    “The sight of this half naked man in Susan’s apartment calling Aiden’s woman Suzy, infuriated him even further. He pushed past him. “I have to speak to her right now,” he said.
    A petite blonde sauntered out of the bedroom wearing a man’s shirt. But before he could open his mouth, the bruiser grabbed him, hauled him out into the hall, pulled back, and wound up. The force of the blow sent Aiden careening into the opposite wall.
    “Wrong Susan,” Aiden said, sliding to the floor.”
    Diane L. Kowalyshyn, Double Cross

  • #11
    “She knew how people slipped through cracks—not all at once, but in layers.”
    D.L. Maddox, The Dog Walker: The Prequel

  • #12
    J. Rose Black
    “I have words for this patently pedantic policy and what the mildly misogynistic men who tried to run my life could do with it. And if it rhymed with "dove it up their mass," I'd never tell a soul.”
    J. Rose Black, Chasing Headlines

  • #13
    K.  Ritz
    “The early women rise before I do. Their lamps splinter the gloom of the kitchens. They chatter in whispers as they brew tea for the cooks. Windows are open to counter the heat of the ovens. Outside, the sky is as black as my soul.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #14
    Max Nowaz
    “You shall address me as ‘My Dearest’,’ he repeated in a mocking voice, trying to copy her tone. ‘You will forget all about this conversation when you leave this room.’ It was interesting that tone; it had a sort of hypnotising ring to it.”
    Max Nowaz, The Three Witches and the Master

  • #15
    Behcet Kaya
    “Mr. Hooks?”
    “Mr. Ludefance? Pleasure to meet you and thank you for coming in.”
    As he extended his hand to me, I noticed the girl at the desk staring at my face. Hooks looked back at her staring and must have given her a look of some kind.
    “Mr. Ludefance, this is my secretary, Cholia.”
    She stood up and continued to stare at my scar. Black hair, cute face, maybe five-foot-four at the most, and a little on the plump side with rosy cheeks. Young. Very young. Looked like a teenager to me. Or was I just getting ‘older?”
    Behcet Kaya, Appellate Judge

  • #16
    D. Rebbitt
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    “No, I’m in the supplementary reserve,” Homer pointed out. “As in supplementary to the actual reserve. As in, never call me. Ever.”
    D Rebbitt, Revelation: The Globur Incursion Book 10

  • #17
    Mark   Ellis
    “Wigmore turned towards the window. A column of armoured vehicles was making its way down the Mall towards Buckingham Palace. As he watched, he cursed himself for not remaining at the hotel. He looked at Merlin. ‘Very well. Go ahead with your bloody questions.”
    Mark Ellis, Death of an Officer

  • #18
    L.C. Conn
    “I am me, a unique individual who aspires to be happier than she already is.”
    L.C. Conn

  • #19
    Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
    “Wit and humor do not reside in slow minds.”
    Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote

  • #20
    Eric Carle
    “One Sunday morning the warm sun came up and - pop! - out of the egg came a tiny and very hungry caterpillar.”
    Eric Carle, The Very Hungry Caterpillar

  • #21
    Walter Farley
    “There was a lot more to it than he had ever thought. First, he used a rub-rag, cleaning Red’s head gently but not too rapidly. He went behind the ears and under the halter, then moved on to the neck, chest, and shoulders before whisking off the stall dust from the back. Then he went down the thighs to the legs, holding the hind leg a few inches above the hock in order to deflect the leg if the colt tried to kick him. As well as Man o’ War knew him, there was always the possibility of being kicked, for every horse was apt to act on impulse.”
    Walter Farley, Man O'War

  • #22
    Steven D. Levitt
    “To an economist, the strategy is obvious. Since even a penny is more valuable than nothing, it makes sense for Zelda to accept an offer as low as a penny—and, therefore, it makes sense for Annika to offer just a penny, keeping $19.99 for herself. But, economists be damned, that’s not how normal people played the game. The Zeldas usually rejected offers below $3. They were apparently so disgusted by a lowball offer that they were willing to pay to express their disgust. Not that lowball offers happened very often. On average, the Annikas offered the Zeldas more than $6. Given how the game works, an offer this large was clearly meant to ward off rejection. But still, an average of $6—almost a third of the total amount—seemed pretty generous. Does that make it altruism? Maybe, but probably not. The Ultimatum player making the offer has something to gain—the avoidance of rejection—by giving more generously. As often happens in the real world, seemingly kind behaviors in Ultimatum are inextricably tied in with potentially selfish motivations.”
    Steven D. Levitt, SuperFreakonomics, Illustrated edition: Global Cooling, Patriotic Prostitutes, and Why Suicide Bombers Should Buy Life Insurance

  • #23
    Gary Paulsen
    “That is how I felt then and frequently still feel when I am running dogs. I was in and of beauty and at that precise moment a doe, a white-tailed deer, exploded out of some willows on the left side of the team, heading down the bank toward the lake. The snow alongside the trail was about two feet deep and powdery and it followed her in a white shower that covered everything. She literally flew over the lead dog who was a big, white, wolfy-looking male named Dollar.”
    Gary Paulsen, Woodsong



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