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  • #1
    “I knew from the Count of Monte Cristo that prisoners’ minds could deteriorate. Years of confinement could send a man insane.”
    Murray Bailey, The Prisoner of Acre

  • #2
    Gabriel F.W. Koch
    “Satan’s breath be damned, the nasty beast is still in there.”
    Gabriel F.W. Koch, Steel Blood

  • #3
    Author Harold Phifer
    “Yet the upcoming year was going to be a new phase of my life. I would get to follow my big
     
    brother to the big house. I had reached that golden age of six. Finally, I was going to experience

    the real deal. This was no appetizer, or tater tots, or French fries. This was the whole Ore-Ida. I would be amongst thechaos like all the neighborhood kids. Everyone that knew Jerry would get to know me, too.
    Since we were at Aunt Kathy’s, I had to curtail my exuberance. We had nothing like the freedom at mom’s shack. So, I did my best to remain out of sight. But those efforts were futile. School was just hours away. I really couldn’t contain myself without medication or God forbid, a good old-fashioned ass beating.
    Well, Aunt Kathy implored me to settle down. She kept issuing threat after threat with such statements, “Boy, do I needto beat the black off of you,” or “Gorilla will be your name when

    I’m finish!” Yes, I got the message but beating my butt wasn’t going to be enough. Heck, I had been waiting for three long, long years just to join Jerry. Anything short of a bullet wasn’t going to stop me.”
    Harold Phifer, My Bully, My Aunt, & Her Final Gift

  • #4
    Alyssa Hall
    “I can’t get forensics over here to dig up the yard because my friend here, and her dog, didn’t hear a single thing. I don’t think they’ll go for it, Valerie.”
    Alyssa Hall, And Then I Heard the Quiet

  • #5
    “Various large trees— willowy peppers and especially the pines—seem to be reaching down to hold your hand.”
    Tom Hillman, Digging for God

  • #6
    “If your world is out there and you are in here then the only things that will gather within these walls are time and bitterness. Eventually, that bitterness will eat away at you and leave nothing behind but resentment and hate.”
    R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

  • #7
    Lotchie Burton
    “The image of the sensual, sleep-laden Naomi made him smile. And wish he’d been lying on the pillow next to her when she’d opened her eyes. Lucky pillow.”
    Lotchie Burton, Gabriel's Fire

  • #8
    Margarita Barresi
    “The bang of the modernist metal doorknocker exploded in the room. Jolting upright on the edge of the couch, Isa froze, her heart beating a discordance of dread. Her mind went blank as she stared
    at the door. No.”
    Margarita Barresi, A Delicate Marriage

  • #9
    “I remember Peyton [Manning] called me as soon as I got out to Denver. He started the conversation by asking me, ‘When did you get in?’ We mainly just talked to get familiar with each other.”
    Vernon Davis, Playing Ball: Life Lessons from My Journey to the Super Bowl and Beyond

  • #10
    Italo Calvino
    “In the midst of a thick forest, there was a castle that gave shelter to all travelers overtaken by night on their journey: lords and ladies, royalty and their retinue, humble wayfarers.”
    Italo Calvino, The Castle of Crossed Destinies

  • #11
    Eric Carle
    “On Saturday, he ate through one piece of chocolate cake, one ice-cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake, and one slice of watermelon

    That night he had a stomach ache.”
    Eric Carle, The Very Hungry Caterpillar

  • #12
    Maya Angelou
    “Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #13
    Elizabeth Kostova
    “when the sun rose at the quarry it turned the world lavender and gold. After”
    Elizabeth Kostova, The Shadow Land

  • #14
    Mark Helprin
    “The obituary writers drew their incomplete sketches, touring through his life like travelers to England who do not ever see swans, sheep, bicycles, and blue eyes.”
    Mark Helprin, Winter's Tale



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