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“I have offered myself to the inkwell of the wordsmith that I might be shaped into new terms of being.”
― Saul Williams, , said the shotgun to the head.

“Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“Time to leave now, get out of this room, go somewhere, anywhere; sharpen this feeling of happiness and freedom, stretch your limbs, fill your eyes, be awake, wider awake, vividly awake in every sense and every pore.”
― Stefan Zweig, The Post-Office Girl

“A book lying idle on a shelf is wasted ammunition.”
― Henry Miller, The Books in My Life