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“Not very long ago I was driving with my husband on the back roads of Grey County, which is to the north… — Alice Munro Copy Share Image
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I tell this story to illustrate the truth of the statement I heard long ago in the Army: Plans are worthless, but… — Dwight David Eisenhower Copy Share Image
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“New Rule: Not everything in America has to make a profit. If conservatives get to call universal health care "socialized medicine," I… — Bill Maher Copy Share Image
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I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Advertisers as well as political leaders long ago found that it is easier to appeal to the people through the heart than… — Judith C. Waller Copy Share Image
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Hey kid (hey kid) Do I have your attention? I know the way you've been living Life's so reckless, tragedy endless Welcome… — Avenged Sevenfold Copy Share Image
Time is like a wheel. Turning and turning - never stopping. And the woods are the center; the hub of the wheel.… — Natalie Babbitt Copy Share Image
“It’s unknown to the common human being that most of the characters in fairy tales are real immortals living among us. Some… — Cameron Jace Copy Share Image
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