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  • #1
    Lisa Kaniut Cobb
    “Josh's heart soared as he got a taste of the power and endurance in his elk body.”
    Lisa Kaniut Cobb, Down in the Valley

  • #2
    Max Nowaz
    “A magic Adam never knew existed, yet he must somehow control it to survive.”
    Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

  • #3
    K.  Ritz
    “Snake Street is an area I should avoid. Yet that night I was drawn there as surely as if I had an appointment. 
    The Snake House is shabby on the outside to hide the wealth within. Everyone knows of the wealth, but facades, like the park’s wall, must be maintained. A lantern hung from the porch eaves. A sign, written in Utte, read ‘Kinship of the Serpent’. I stared at that sign, at that porch, at the door with its twisted handle, and wondered what the people inside would do if I entered. Would they remember me? Greet me as Kin? Or drive me out and curse me for faking my death?  Worse, would they expect me to redon the life I’ve shed? Staring at that sign, I pissed in the street like the Mearan savage I’ve become.
    As I started to leave, I saw a woman sitting in the gutter. Her lamp attracted me. A memsa’s lamp, three tiny flames to signify the Holy Trinity of Faith, Purity, and Knowledge.  The woman wasn’t a memsa. Her young face was bruised and a gash on her throat had bloodied her clothing. Had she not been calmly assessing me, I would have believed the wound to be mortal. I offered her a copper. 
    She refused, “I take naught for naught,” and began to remove trinkets from a cloth bag, displaying them for sale.
    Her Utte accent had been enough to earn my coin. But to assuage her pride I commented on each of her worthless treasures, fighting the urge to speak Utte. (I spoke Universal with the accent of an upper class Mearan though I wondered if she had seen me wetting the cobblestones like a shameless commoner.) After she had arranged her wares, she looked up at me. “What do you desire, O Noble Born?”
    I laughed, certain now that she had seen my act in front of the Snake House and, letting my accent match the coarseness of my dress, I again offered the copper.
     “Nay, Noble One. You must choose.” She lifted a strand of red beads. “These to adorn your lady’s bosom?”
                I shook my head. I wanted her lamp. But to steal the light from this woman ... I couldn’t ask for it. She reached into her bag once more and withdrew a book, leather-bound, the pages gilded on the edges. “Be this worthy of desire, Noble Born?”
     I stood stunned a moment, then touched the crescent stamped into the leather and asked if she’d stolen the book. She denied it. I’ve had the Training; she spoke truth. Yet how could she have come by a book bearing the Royal Seal of the Haesyl Line? I opened it. The pages were blank.
    “Take it,” she urged. “Record your deeds for study. Lo, the steps of your life mark the journey of your soul.”
      I told her I couldn’t afford the book, but she smiled as if poverty were a blessing and said, “The price be one copper. Tis a wee price for salvation, Noble One.”
      So I bought this journal. I hide it under my mattress. When I lie awake at night, I feel the journal beneath my back and think of the woman who sold it to me. Damn her. She plagues my soul. I promised to return the next night, but I didn’t. I promised to record my deeds. But I can’t. The price is too high.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #4
    “Pilots used to fly planes manually, but now they operate a dashboard with the help of computers. This has made flying safer and improved the industry.
    Healthcare can benefit from the same type of approach, with physicians practicing medicine with the help of data, dashboards, and AI. This will improve
    the quality of care they provide and make their jobs easier and more efficient”
    Ronald M. Razmi, AI Doctor: The Rise of Artificial Intelligence in Healthcare - A Guide for Users, Buyers, Builders, and Investors

  • #5
    Patricia D'Arcy Laughlin
    “Forgiveness heals the forgiver, though not necessarily the forgiven.”
    Patricia D'Arcy Laughlin, Sacrifices Beyond Kingdoms: A Provocative Romance Torn Between Continents and Cultures

  • #6
    Diane Merrill Wigginton
    “I’ll say, G’day to you, Mr. Ryan!” Catherine said as she quickly closed the door in his face. “Oh, the arrogance,” she growled under her breath, leaning her back up against the closed door. “He thinks he’s so irresistible with his rugged good looks and sexy accent.”

    “I’m standing right here, and I can hear you!” came Jake’s muffled words from the other side of the door. “Oh, c’mon love. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I was offending you.”
    Diane Merrill Wigginton, A Compromising Position

  • #7
    Angie Thomas
    “Her red eyes remind me of what Khalil said when we were little, that his momma had turned into a dragon. He claimed that one day he’d become a knight and turn her back.”
    Angie Thomas, The Hate U Give

  • #8
    Max Brooks
    “Feelings of any kind are not known to the walking dead. Every form of psychological warfare, from attempts at enraging the undead to provoking pity have all met with disaster. Joy, sadness, confidence, anxiety, love, hatred, fear—all of these feelings and thousands more that make up the human “heart” are as useless to the living dead as the organ of the same name. Who knows if this is humanity’s greatest weakness or strength? The debate continues, and probably will forever.”
    Max Brooks, The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete Protection from the Living Dead

  • #9
    Shel Silverstein
    “And after a long time the boy came back again.
    "I am sorry, Boy," said the tree, "but I have nothing left to give you-
    My apples are gone."
    "My teeth are too weak for apples," said the boy.
    "My branches are gone," said the tree.
    "You cannot swing on them-"
    "I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy.
    "My trunk is gone," said the tree.
    "You cannot climb-"
    "I am too tired to climb," said the boy.
    "I am sorry," sighed the tree.
    "I wish that I could give you something... but I have nothing left. I am an old stump. I am sorry..."
    "I don't need very much now," said the boy, "just a quiet pleace to sit and rest. I am very tired."
    "Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could,
    "well, an old stump is a good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
    And the boy did.
    And the tree was happy.”
    Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree

  • #10
    J.D. Salinger
    “The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobody'd move. You could go there a hundred thousand times, and that Eskimo would still be just finished catching those two fish, the birds would still be on their way south, the deers would still be drinking out of that water hole, with their pretty antlers and they're pretty, skinny legs, and that squaw with the naked bosom would still be weaving that same blanket. Nobody's be different. The only thing that would be different would be you. Not that you'd be so much older or anything. It wouldn't be that, exactly. You'd just be different, that's all. You'd have an overcoat this time. Or the kid that was your partner in line the last time had got scarlet fever and you'd have a new partner. Or you'd have a substitute taking the class, instead of Miss Aigletinger. Or you'd heard your mother and father having a terrific fight in the bathroom. Or you'd just passed by one of those puddles in the street with gasoline rainbows in them. I mean you'd be different in some way—I can't explain what I mean. And even if I could, I'm not sure I'd feel like it.”
    J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

  • #11
    Koushun Takami
    “It's official. Trust is dead.”
    Koushun Takami, Battle Royale, Vol. 01

  • #12
    Sara Pascoe
    “Maybe we can politely ignore each other forever? I think that's the mature thing to do.”
    Sara Pascoe, Faber Faber Weirdo Intense, also BRILLIANT, funny and forensically astute. Marian Keyes.

  • #13
    A.R. Merrydew
    “Sir, I think you need to read this,’ he said, nervously handing over the mainframe’s dissertation of its own wellbeing.”
    A.R. Merrydew, Our Blue Orange

  • #14
    Barbara Sontheimer
    “A haunting memory flooded over Ethan when his own little sister had died. He had not thought of her in years! He glanced at the other chairs that sat empty around the table and wondered how different, or better his life would have been if she had lived. He tried to imagine her sitting there, but had trouble conjuring up her face.”
    Barbara Sontheimer, Victor's Blessing

  • #15
    Merlin Franco
    “Enlightenment through spirituality versus sexuality is a chicken-and-egg situation. But I’m not bothered about what comes first—as long as I have both the chicken and the egg.”
    Merlin Franco, Saint Richard Parker

  • #16
    Lisa Kaniut Cobb
    “Josh tasted the decaying leaves of autumn in the cold mountain air.”
    Lisa Kaniut Cobb, Down in the Valley

  • #17
    Ami Loper
    “Be willing to be a place where God can let His dreams for you grow.”
    Ami Loper, Constant Companion: Your Practical Path to Real Interaction with God

  • #18
    K.  Ritz
    “The early women rise before I do. Their lamps splinter the gloom of the kitchens. They chatter in whispers as they brew tea for the cooks. Windows are open to counter the heat of the ovens. Outside, the sky is as black as my soul.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #19
    Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
    “Love is invisible, and comes in and goes out as he likes, without anyone calling him to account for what he does.”
    Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote
    tags: love

  • #20
    Günter Grass
    “By telling stories I...wanted to show...that that which is lost does not have to disappear without a trace. (Nobel Lecture 1999)”
    Gunter Grass

  • #21
    John Patrick Kennedy
    “A middle-aged woman lay on the floor in a circle of blood and guts. Her face had been shredded with claws, leaving one eyeball hanging out of the ruins of the socket. The other was gone. Her dress had been shredded, exposing gouged, bloody pendulous breasts. Her stomach had been ripped open by claws, and her guts spread around the room. Her throat was torn out, and a spray of blood lay all around her.”
    John Patrick Kennedy, Princess Dracula

  • #22
    Lloyd C. Douglas
    “Are men and beasts of the same category? Is there no essential difference between them in respect to the quality of their value?…It is an offense to the majesty of the human spirit; for if any man deserves to be regarded as of the same quality as a beast of burden, then no man has any dignity left.”
    Lloyd C. Douglas, The Robe

  • #23
    Nevil Shute
    “All those cities, all those fields and farms, with nobody, and nothing left alive. Just nothing there. I simply can't take it in.”
    Nevil Shute, On the Beach

  • #24
    Douglas Adams
    “There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.

    There is another theory which states that this has already happened.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe



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