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“What does regression do? It finds a prediction based on the average of what has occurred in the past. For instance, if all you have to go on to determine whether it is going to rain tomorrow is what happened each day last week, your best guess might be an average. If it rained on two of the last seven days, you might predict that the probability of rain tomorrow is around two in seven, or 29 percent. Much of what we know about prediction has been making our calculations of the average better by building models that can take in more data about the context.”
― Ajay Agrawal, Prediction Machines: The Simple Economics of Artificial Intelligence

“Obama’s next words captured the attention of the world and the amusement of those present. As he wagged his finger at the crowd, he scolded, ‘So stop it, all of you. I know you have to find something to report on, but we have more than enough problems out there without manufacturing problems.”
― Claudia Clark, Dear Barack: The Extraordinary Partnership of Barack Obama and Angela Merkel

“The only way I knew how to live the best day ever was on an expedition.”
― Hendri Coetzee

“The men who are instructing you are US Army intelligence officers. Their names match information from Tariq’Allah. We believe they are traitors to Iraq and want photographs to make sure. Use your smartphones and send those as soon as possible.”
― Karl Braungart, Fatal Identity

“Because isn’t that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood?”
― Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

“I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.”
― Agatha Christie

“There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.”
― Willa Cather, O Pioneers!

“The male of the species is born knowing everything evil.”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

“I remain thankful to God for all his mercies.”
― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

“The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander