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“Debbie doesn’t want to read a book.”
― Coco Calvoz Cordon, Debbie Wants No Words

“The kiss deepens, our hearts pounding in unison. It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a confession, a surrender, a reckoning.”
― Tricia Newlan, Echoes of One Night: Forbidden Love Romance

“This faulty light fitting at the front door with the dangerously flickering bulb looks rather festive. Who says I don't do Christmas?”
― R.D. Ronald

“Waiting for the correct time to descend for cocktails, Mary sat on her bed and reviewed her impressions of the house party one by one. Belinda Choudhry M. P. she knew least. As mother of murdered Perdita, she was sure to be a volatile addition.”
― Susan Rowland, Murder on Family Grounds

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

“I guess that’s why I’m attracted to you—I love antiques.” Before she could respond, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips, while “Head Over Heels” by Tears for Fears played on the radio.”
― Rich DiSilvio, The Arnolfini Art Mysteries

“I was pleased to see that the Briton members of our forces were becoming accustomed to the discipline of the Kimbern and they were performing much better than both my brother and I expected.”
― Michael G. Kramer, Full Story of the Anglo-Saxon Invasion

“The grass was plush under his feet as he flew down the right flank of the field.”
― J L MARRAIN, The Gridd: Perils of the Lightholder

“Gabriel Edward Mackie, born with soulful maturity and an intrinsic sense of empathy, gazed at life through a poetic contemplative lens relishing the plangent sounds of the wind dancing through the trees during a thunderstorm, inhaling the nutty scent of roasted peanuts at the ballpark, and firmly believing that if he stretched his arms high enough, he could touch his dreams. Driven by his keen curiosity, ability to find a silver lining in the darkest cloud, and vision, he spent boundless energy revering nature’s rarities like the spidery veins in between rose petals and a heron’s powder down feathers.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“If there was one thing a former sniper could do well, it was wait. Patiently. Quietly. Without a sound. Barely a movement. Just him, a quiet mind and his breath.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“Need to fuel the brain for optimal thinking”
― Sara Pascoe, Oswald the Almost Famous Opossum

“All reality is a game. Physics at its most fundamental, the very fabric of our universe, results directly from the interaction of certain fairly simple rules, and chance; the same description may be applied to the best, most elefant and both intellectually and aesthetically satisfying games. By being unknowable, by resulting from events which, at the sub-atomic level, cannot be fully predicted, the future remains makkeable, and retains the possibility of change, the hope of coming to prevail; victory, to use an unfashionable word. In this, the future is a game; time is one of the rules. Generally, all the best mechanistic games - those which can be played in any sense "perfectly", such as a grid, Prallian scope, 'nkraytle, chess, Farnic dimensions - can be traced to civilisations lacking a realistic view of the universe (let alone the reality). They are also, I might add, invariably pre-machine-sentience societies.

The very first-rank games acknowledge the element of chance, even if they rightly restrict raw luck. To attempt to construct a game on any other lines, no matter how complicated and subtle the rules are, and regardless of the scale and differentiation of the playing volume and the variety of the powers and attibutes of the pieces, is inevitably to schackle oneself to a conspectus which is not merely socially but techno-philosophically lagging several ages behind our own. As a historical exercise it might have some value, As a work of the intellect, it's just a waste of time. If you want to make something old-fashioned, why not build a wooden sailing boat, or a steam engine? They're just as complicated and demanding as a mechanistic game, and you'll keep fit at the same time.”
― Iain M. Banks, The Player of Games

“black evil is outlined clearest to our eyes by the blaze of virtue”
― Euripides, Euripides V

“In those days, I still thoroughly enjoyed the romance I called "by myself"; I didn't know yet how it gets lonely, picks up a sharp edge later on that ruins a day now and then-- ruins more than that, if you're not careful.”
― Elizabeth Kostova, The Swan Thieves

“The sight of one's own heart is degrading; people are not meant to look inward--that's why they've been give bodies, to hide their souls.”
― Shirley Jackson, The Sundial

“We are full of fears and anxieties over our position, which makes us doubly cruel and dangerous.”
― Yuval Noah Harari, קיצור תולדות האנושות

“Life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed by the desire of changing his bed. One would prefer to suffer near the fire, and another is certain he would get well if he were by the window.”
― Charles Baudelaire

“Use your new distance vision; we are very high up, it is difficult for anyone to see us,” said Sirmiq to Alick.”
― J.L. Marrain, The Gridd: Perils of the Lightholder

“The Earl of Lancaster loudly spoke, “Piers Gaveston, this court finds you guilty of treason, of sodomy and sedition as well as many other crimes against God! You shall be taken to Blacklow Hill, which shall by your place of execution, and you shall be put to death by two of my Welsh soldiers! May God have mercy upon your soul!”
― Michael G. Kramer, Isabella Warrior Queen

“As a child, Michael never once heard anyone tell him “I love you.”
― George Critchlow, The Lifer and the Lawyer: A Story of Punishment, Penitence, and Privilege

“She learned that keeping up and working hard paid dividends inside the Pietà, unavailable to women outside it.”
― Jennifer Wizbowski, Poinsettia Girl: The Story of Agata della Pieta

“Damn her. She plagues my soul.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“Did you splice my—DNA?”
Hannah puts her hand on the side of his face and looks him square in the eyes. “Your girlfriend was kind enough to let me pull some marrow from her rib, Romeo.”
― Joseph A. Anderson, Eden 2:b

“That Santanello had also made a life-long decision to literally erase his art, and in essence himself, from the world of art also struck Armand hard.”
― Rich DiSilvio, The Arnolfini Art Mysteries

“Barcelona is the type of city where you can leave your accommodation in the morning and explore all day. On a typical day, you may be taking the subway, waiting in lines at busy tourist attractions, wandering through museums and romantic neighbourhoods, and sitting down for food and drinks at one of the many tapas bars before heading out to an upscale restaurant. Your outfits will work best if they can take you from day to night.”
― Anastasia Pash, Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules

“She wanted to just be. Just be a teenage girl in this amazing mall. She didn’t want to think about mind-bending things like time travel, being a witch, or how to escape death.”
― Sara Pascoe, Being a Witch, and Other Things I Didn't Ask For

“He had done nothing on Christmas day, just wandered around outside in the frozen woods. Hard ground, chill winds and bare branches that looked like they'd been dipped in sugar. None of it seemed real, like walking around in a desolate dream, but one he didn't want to wake up from.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree

“This path turns out to be much as the commandments of Moses, but being only eight in number seems more understanding of a human heart. I like best, “to intend to resist evil.” I am charmed by the word intend.”
― Ki Longfellow, The Secret Magdalene

“He loves a version of me that is incomplete. I always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think perhaps I'd like to be known.”
― Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale

“stayed awake on purpose until half past eleven one evening in order to have a good look at the moon for once by myself.”
― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl