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  • #1
    J.K. Rowling
    “Let muggles manage without us!”
    J.K. Rowling, The Tales of Beedle the Bard

  • #2
    Walt Whitman
    “You sea! I resign myself to you also-
    I guess what you mean,
    I behold from the beach your crooked fingers,
    I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me.
    We must have a turn together,
    I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,
    Cushion me soft, rock me billowy drowse,
    Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you.”
    Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

  • #3
    Mary MacLane
    “I am a selfish, conceited, impudent little animal, it is true, but, after all, I am only one grand conglomeration of Wanting…”
    Mary MacLane, I, Mary MacLane: A Diary of Human Days

  • #4
    Katharine Hepburn
    “I'm an atheist, and that's it. I believe there's nothing we can know except that we should be kind to each other and do what we can for people.”
    Katharine Hepburn

  • #5
    “I can no longer take war or promotion or big income or a large house seriously. I reject empire and Vietnam and placing a man on the moon. I deny time payments and looking like the girl next door and church weddings and a great deal more. If you want to blame such rejection on grass, you can do so. I charge it to awakening.”
    James A. Michener, The Drifters

  • #6
    John D. MacDonald
    “I guess Chook is about twenty-three or -four. Her face is a little older than that. It has that stern look you see in old pictures of the plains Indians. At her best, it is a forceful and striking face, redolent of strength and dignity. At worst it sometimes would seem to be the face of a Dartmouth boy dressed for the farcical chorus line. But that body, seen more intimately than ever before, was incomparably, mercilessly female, deep and glossy, rounded—under the tidy little fatty layer of girl pneumatics—with useful muscle.”
    John D. MacDonald, The Deep Blue Good-By

  • #7
    John D. MacDonald
    “She went inside and watched him walk back toward sixteen,”
    John D. MacDonald, One More Sunday



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