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“While Bonnie may love her books, her favorite thing of all is when kids from the school come over to visit.”
― Coco Calvoz Cordon, Debbie Wants No Words

“Sally could not dismiss the feeling that she and the strange man on the bus shared the same baggage, both losing their footing—both with fists clenched against the world.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“Such abilities are the true gifts of the spirit, my daughter.”
― Candace Lynn Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

“Theo, always remember that if you’ve learned something useful and haven’t put it into practice, it’s not ‘knowledge,’ it’s just ‘information.’ Information becomes knowledge only when it finds an application in real life. That is very important to remember.”
― Alexander Morpheigh

“During class, make sure to actively participate and engage with the material. This shows that you are invested in the class and are eager to learn”
― Pilar Calvoz Cordón, Shape Your Path at IE University : What to expect from Spain’s Instituto de Empresa University

“There were no more nation-states, only a world government.”
― Max Nowaz, The Polymorph

“While an elderly man in his mid-eighties looks curiously at a porno site, his grandson asks him from afar, “‘What are you reading, grandpa?’” “‘It’s history, my boy.’” “The grandson comes nearer and exclaims, “‘But this is a porno site, grandpa, naked chicks, sex . . . a lot of sex!’” “‘Well, it’s sex for you, my son, but for me it’s history,’ the old man says with a sigh.” All of people in the cabin burst into laughter. “A stale joke, but a cool one,” added William More, the man who just told the joke. The navigator skillfully guided the flying disc among the dense orange-yellow blanket of clouds in the upper atmosphere that they had just entered. Some of the clouds were touched with a brownish hue at the edges. The rest of the pilots gazed curiously and intently outwards while taking their seats. The flying saucer descended slowly, the navigator’s actions exhibiting confidence. He glanced over at the readings on the monitors below the transparent console: Atmosphere: Dense, 370 miles thick, 98.4% nitrogen, 1.4% methane Temperature on the surface: ‒179°C / ‒290°F Density: 1.88 g/cm³ Gravity: 86% of Earth’s Diameter of the cosmic body: 3200 miles / 5150 km.”
― Todor Bombov, Homo Cosmicus 2: Titan: A Science Fiction Novel

“A shaft of moonlight illuminated a row of sentinel silver birch in a phosphorescent glow, appearing almost ethereal in the relative surrounding gloom. Boris had stopped again, his silhouette a stark black juxtaposition against the background of illuminated branches.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree

“As well, for a young woman, you carry yourself with a special kind of dignity and grace, a quality of confidence and self-assurance that I find most appealing and is not often found in someone your age.”
― Amanda Adams, The Voyeur's Yacht

“I wanted it, I wanted, I wanted, but the moment it was mine, it ceased to interest me.”
― David Sedaris, When You Are Engulfed in Flames

“In distilled form, though, the explanations of both the right and the left have become mirror images of each other. They are stories of conspiracy, of America being hijacked by an evil cabal. Like all good conspiracy theories, both tales contain just enough truth to satisfy those predisposed to believe in them, without admitting any contradictions that might shake up those assumptions. Their purpose is not to persuade the other side but to keep their bases agitated and assured of the rightness of their respective causes - and lure just enough new adherents to beat the other side into submission.”
― Barack Obama, The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream

“I liked to watch a play with Lena; everything was wonderful to her, and everything was true. It was like going to revival meetings with someone who was always being converted.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia

“When a man died, there had to be blame. Jimmy Cross understood this. You could blame the war, You could blame the idiots who made the war. You could blame Kiowa for going to it. You could blame the rain. You could blame the river. You could blame the field, the mud, the climate. You could blame the enemy. You could blame the mortar rounds. You could blame people who were too lazy to read a newspaper, who were bored by the daily body counts, who switched channels at the mention of politics. You could blame whole nations. You could blame God. You could blame the munitions makers or Karl Marx or a trick of fate of an old man in Omaha who forgot to vote.”
― Tim O'Brien, The Things They Carried

“Right now thousands of missiles are hidden away, literally out of sight, topped with warheads and ready to go, awaiting the right electrical signal. They are a collective death wish, barely suppressed. Every one of them is an accident waiting to happen, a potential act of mass murder. They are out there, waiting, soulless and mechanical, sustained by our denial - and they work.”
― Eric Schlosser, Command and Control: Nuclear Weapons, the Damascus Accident, and the Illusion of Safety

“کوژی ڕاستەقینە کەسێکە خەونەکانت بکوژێت، نەک ئەو کەسەی فیشەکێک دەنێت بە گیانتەوە”
― Ernesto Che Guevara