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“Now Hadley presses her forehead against the window of the taxi and once again finds herself smiling at the thought of him. He's like a song she can't get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn't think she could ever get tired of hearing it.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village.”
― Andrea Gibson

“Someone once said that every man is trying to live up to his father's expectations or make up for their father's mistakes....”
― Barack Obama, The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream

“No sentimentality, comrade...The only good human being is a dead one.”
― George Orwell, Animal Farm