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Walt Whitman
“This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning,  
This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face,  
This the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again.  
Do you guess I have some intricate purpose?  
Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the           side of a rock has.  
Do you take it I would astonish?  
Does the daylight astonish? does the early redstart twittering           through the woods?  
Do I astonish more than they?  
This hour I tell things in confidence, I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you.”
Walt Witman

A.R. Merrydew
“If any of them fail me, I will flush them from an airlock into the pit of space, like an unwanted turd. Do I make myself clear?”
A.R. Merrydew, Inara

Gary Chapman
“Encouragement requires empathy and seeing the world from your spouse's perspective. We must first learn what is important to our spouse. Only then can we give encouragement. With verbal encouragement, we are trying to communicate, "I know. I care. I am with you. How can I help?" We are trying to show that we believe in him and in his abilities. We are giving credit and praise.”
Gary Chapman, The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate

“Strange how things turn out. Two birds, one stone and all that.' McBlane chuckled at his own impromptu joke. 'But things have worked out for the best and now we all get to work together,' he said, and a smile spread across his face as easy as a politician's lie.”
R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree

Candace L. Talmadge
“The Lord Steward summoned Lord James to his study. Joining
them were Lord Nimrod, the Consort, and Judith, who stood beside
the Consort and stared out the window. A winter sunrise streaked the
sky with pink-and-gold light. Judith wrestled with her anguish. This is
probably Helen’s last sunrise, and she’s no doubt in some stinking hole and
cannot even see it.
Lord James paid little heed to anyone else. All he saw was Miriam’s
face, her green eyes harsh with accusation. All he heard were her pleas.
Do something, James. Save her. Don’t let her die.
Thinking he had everyone’s attention, Shinar got to the point. “It
seems you have a daughter, James.”
Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

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