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  • #1
    Neal Shusterman
    “I gotta go to the bathroom," Emby mumbles.
    "You should have thought of that before you left," says Hayden, putting on his best mother voice. "How many times do we have to tell you? Always use the potty before climbing into a shipping crate.”
    Neal Shusterman, Unwind

  • #2
    Emmuska Orczy
    “surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate.”
    Emmuska Orczy, The Scarlet Pimpernel

  • #3
    A.A. Milne
    “Rabbit's clever," said Pooh thoughtfully.
    "Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit's clever."
    "And he has Brain."
    "Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit has Brain."
    There was a long silence.
    "I suppose," said Pooh, "that that's why he never understands anything.”
    A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

  • #4
    T.S. Eliot
    “We must not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time.”
    T.S. Eliot

  • #5
    Jean M. Auel
    “But she was beginning to learn that no one knew what everything in the painted caves meant. It was likely that no one actually knew what anything meant, except the person who put it there, and perhaps not even then. If something painted on the walls of a cave made you feel something, then whatever you felt was what it meant. It might depend on your state of mind, which could be altered, or how receptive you were. Ayla thought about what the Seventh said when she asked him about the rows of large dots. He put it in very personal terms and told her what the dots meant to him. The caves were Sacred Sites, but she was beginning to think it was a personal, individual sacredness. Maybe that’s what she was supposed to be learning on this trip.”
    Jean M. Auel, The Land of Painted Caves

  • #6
    Todor Bombov
    “Like a gloomy and sinister paradox since its apparition until now, socialism suffered terrible and terrifying metamorphoses. With the name of the most human doctrine—Socialism—the most ominous and naughty crimes against humanity were done. The National Socialism of Hitler created Auschwitz and Majdanek and the People’s socialism of Stalin — Gulag and Kolima! And both of them buried more than fifty million people! That’s monstrous!”
    Todor Bombov, Socialism Is Dead! Long Live Socialism!: The Marx Code-Socialism with a Human Face

  • #7
    Edward        Williams
    “I felt like a secret agent, relying on my wits and charm to keep me alive amidst an epidemic of violent death”
    Edward Williams, Framed & Hunted: A True Story of Occult Persecution

  • #8
    A.R. Merrydew
    “     Illicit flight Alfa Bravo Charlie quickly reached a predetermined altitude and stopped dead. The passengers on board screamed the way people do on fairground rides. The shuttle hesitated momentarily and then shot forward accelerating rapidly to reach a blistering 145,222 miles per hour. They were in a Mach 22 situation. The cries from on-board could not be heard from the ground. Neither did anyone in the great metropolis of Llar witness the bright blue vapour trail the craft left behind in its wake. It was after all overcast and raining heavily.”
    A.R. Merrydew, Our Blue Orange

  • #9
    Walter Isaacson
    “Physics could teach everything about the universe except why. That led to what he calls his adolescent existential crisis. “I began trying to figure out what the meaning of life and the universe was,” he says. “And I got real depressed about it, like maybe life may have no meaning.”
    Walter Isaacson, Elon Musk

  • #10
    Frederick Forsyth
    “The most frills-free airliner cannot compare with the rear of a C-130. No soundproofing, no heating, no pressurization and certainly no trolley service. The Tracker knew it would never get quieter but it would become savagely cold as the air thinned. Nor is the rear leak-proof. Despite the oxygen-delivering mask on his face, the place by now stank of kerosene and oil.”
    Frederick Forsyth, The Kill List

  • #11
    Roald Dahl
    “A message To the children who have read this book. When you grow up and have children of your own, do please remember something important. A stodgy parent is no fun at all! What a child wants -and DESERVES- is a parent who is SPARKY!" - Danny, the champion of the world.”
    Roald Dahl , Danny the Champion of the World

  • #12
    Arthur C. Clarke
    “. . . Moon-Watcher felt the first faint twinges of a new and potent emotion. It was a vague and diffuse sense of envy--of dissatisfaction with his life. He had no idea of its cause, still less of its cure; but discontent had come into his soul, and he had taken one small step toward humanity.”
    Arthur C. Clarke, 2001: A Space Odyssey

  • #13
    “For the senses wander, and when one lets the mind follow them, it carries wisdom away like a windblown ship on the waters.”
    Anonymous, The Bhagavad Gita

  • #14
    Dave Cullen
    “Eric turned slowly and gazed over his shoulder with his trademark detachment. He studied the guy and turned back with less interest than he had shown toward the phone. “I hate almost everyone,” he replied blankly. “Ah, yes. I wanna rip his head off and eat it.”
    Dave Cullen, Columbine

  • #15
    Sara Pascoe
    “It is weird that the same two parents can come together and make two such different people.”
    Sara Pascoe, Weirdo

  • #16
    C. Toni Graham
    “Do not get discouraged. Don’t shrug off your dreams because of the setbacks. Aspirations are not like perspiration, they will not evaporate unless you allow it.”
    C. Toni Graham

  • #17
    “The subject of quantum physics is identifying the smallest parts of an entity and understanding its nature and its part in the whole of existence. In every case we come to the understanding that there is no objective world that we perceive, except for the conceptions inside of our minds. We are all collectively dreaming together the empirical realm. We collectively hold the fundamental energies in the frequencies of the electromagnetic wave patterns that we perceive. The quality of our experience is created in our consciousness.”
    Kenneth Schmitt, Quantum Energetics and Spirituality Volume 1: Aligning with Universal Consciousness

  • #18
    Margarita Barresi
    “Marco’s heart swelled with pride at his culture. Maybe it was the coquito, but his eyes teared at this beautiful Reyes celebration, heavenly food, lush green mountains, clean air, and his family’s delighted faces. He felt sorry for the stiff people at the Casino de Puerto Rico, pretending to be jíbaros and eating food half as delicious as this. Actually, no. He didn’t feel sorry for them. It was precisely what they deserved.”
    Margarita Barresi, A Delicate Marriage

  • #19
    “and he sees me seeing him see me. Anyway,”
    Andrew Clements, Things Not Seen

  • #20
    Astrid Lindgren
    “burst”
    Astrid Lindgren, Pippi Goes on Board

  • #21
    Cecelia Ahern
    “Her silence was worth more to her than a thousand words.In that silence,she had peace and clarity.Except during the night,when her own jumbled thoughts would keep her awake.”
    Cecelia Ahern, If You Could See Me Now

  • #22
    Heath Sommer
    “You have a peace about you. You have a wisdom. You have a way of living life that kicks my butt and pushes me around, and it beats me out of my idiocy and narrow-mindness. You, Addy, you, have shown me what life is all about”
    Heath Sommer

  • #23
    Victoria Aveyard
    “We can’t choose who we love. I wish, more than anything, that we could.”
    Victoria Aveyard, Glass Sword

  • #24
    Pablo Neruda
    “Love.

    Because of you, in gardens of blossoming
    Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.
    I have forgotten your face, I no longer
    Remember your hands; how did your lips
    Feel on mine?

    Because of you, I love the white statues
    Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that
    Have neither voice nor sight.

    I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;
    I have forgotten your eyes.

    Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to
    My vague memory of you. I live with pain
    That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
    Make to me an irreperable harm.

    Your caresses enfold me, like climbing
    Vines on melancholy walls.

    I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
    Glimpse you in every window.

    Because of you, the heady perfumes of
    Summer pain me; because of you, I again
    Seek out the signs that precipitate desires:
    Shooting stars, falling objects.”
    Pablo Neruda



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