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“Tobacco and coffee,” Kristy said. “Man. They smell so
good before. Un-lit. Un-brewed. You know?”
― J.K. Franko, Eye for Eye

“Every night I dream a lot. Every day I live a little.”
― Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

“I hardly think so. If I was ashamed, I wouldn’t have testified on your behalf, admitting the truth that I was your father in front of the United States Naval Court. But, I don’t think now is the time to discuss these matters.”
― Behcet Kaya, Murder on the Naval Base

“Eighty-year-old granny protects her right to vote with a shotgun.”
― RB Le `Deach, My Graphic Bipolar Fantasies: & Other Short Stories

“I'm crazy," said Ender. "But I think I'm OK.”
― Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

“Captivated by its discipline, humanity forgets and goes on forgetting that it is the discipline of chess players, not of angels.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Humans are designed to seek comfort and order, and so if they have comfort and order, they tend to plant themselves, even if their comfort isn't all that comfortable. And even if they secretly want for something better.”
― Donald Miller

“تبسمك في وجه أخيك صدقة، وأمرك بالمعروف صدقة ونهيك عن المنكر صدقة، وإرشادك الرجل في أرض الضلال لك صدقة، ونصرك الرجل الرديء البصر لك صدقة، وإماطتك الحجر والشوك العظم عن الطريق لك صدقة
Smiling in your brother’s face is an act of charity.
So is enjoining good and forbidding evil,
giving directions to the lost traveller,
aiding the blind and
removing obstacles from the path.

(Graded authentic by Ibn Hajar and al-Albani: Hidaayat-ur-Ruwaah, 2/293)”
― Anonymous

“پهلوان سیفاکس پیر، مشت بر سنگ لوح کوبید و فریاد زد: در این دنیا نه عدالت وجود دارد و نه رحم و شفقت.خدا چطور؟ واقعا خدایی هست؟
.صدای ما را که نمی شنود
!غلط نکنم یا کر است و یا رحم در دلش نیست”
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Freedom or Death

“Did you win your sword fight?"
"Of course I won the fucking sword fight," Hiro says. "I'm the greatest sword fighter in the world."
"And you wrote the software."
"Yeah. That, too," Hiro says.”
― Neal Stephenson, Snow Crash

“I just... want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.”
― jojo moyes, Me Before You

“My task which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel — it is, before all, to make you see. That — and no more, and it is everything. If I succeed, you shall find there according to your deserts: encouragement, consolation, fear, charm — all you demand; and, perhaps, also that glimpse of truth for which you have forgotten to ask.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus and the Secret Sharer

“I ought to have guessed that a person like her—a person who you could tell had a deep inner certitude of self which comes from being all of one piece, of not being shreds and patches and old cogwheels held together with pieces of rusty barbed wire and spit and bits of string, like most of us—I ought to have guessed that that kind of a person would not be surprised into answering a question she didn’t want to answer. Even”
― Robert Penn Warren, All The King's Men

“So the day became one of waiting, which was, he knew, a sin: moments were to be experienced; waiting was a sin against both the time that was still to come and the moments one was currently disregarding. ”
― Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere

“A country with fewer atomic bombs than its adversary had an especially strong incentive to launch an attack out of the blue. And for that reason, among others, a number of high-ranking American officers argued that the United States should bomb the Soviet Union before it obtained any nuclear weapons. General”
― Eric Schlosser, Command and Control

“Though outwardly Kristina maintained that a clean room was a symptom of a diseased mind (for how could she, while studying the world's greatest thinkers, be bothered with such mundane earthly issues as cleaning?), inwardly she hated untidyness and made a point of spending as little time in the room as possible.”
― Paullina Simons, Red Leaves

“Y no había palabras, porque no había pensamiento posible para esa fuerza capaz de convertir jirones de recuerdo, imágenes aisladas y anodinas, en un repentino bloque vertiginoso, en una viviente constelación aniquilada en el acto mismo de mostrarse, una contradicción que parecía ofrecer y negar a la vez lo que Juan, bebiendo la segunda copa de Sylvaner, contaría más tarde a Calac, a Tell, a Hélène, cuando los encontrara en la mesa del Cluny, y que ahora le hubiera sido necesario poseer de alguna manera como si la tentativa de fijar ese recuerdo no mostrara ya que era inútil, que estaba echando paladas de sombra contra la oscuridad.”
― Julio Cortázar, 62: A Model Kit

“I trail my fingers across his cheek. He stays perfectly still for me. "Please stop apologizing, Etienne."

"Say my name again," he whispers.

I close my eyes and lean forward. "Etienne."

He takes my hands into his. Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so. "Anna?"

Our foreheads touch. "Yes?"

"Will you please tell me you love me? I'm dying here."

And then we're laughing. And then I'm in his arms, and we're kissing, at first quickly - to make up for lost time - and then slowly, because we have all the time in the world. And his lips are soft and honey sweet, and the careful, passionate way he moves them against my own says that he savors the way I taste, too.

And in between kisses, I tell him I love him.

Again and again and again.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

“It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.”
― Lewis Carroll

“هیچ چیز خطرناکتر از این نیست
که جامعه ای بسازیم که در آن
بیشتر مردم حس کنند
هیچ سهمی در آن ندارند

مردمی که حس میکنند
سهمی در جامعه دارند
از آن جامعه محافظت می کنند

ولی اگر
چنین احساسی نداشته باشند ، نا خودآگاه میخواهند آن جامعه را نابود کنند”
― Martin Luther King Jr.