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I live in Indiana and teach at Purdue University, a wonderful school with some of the brightest students I have ever had… — Roxane Gay Copy Share Image
Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it… — Aimee Bender Copy Share Image
Return to Shaoshan I regret the passing, the dying, of the vague dream: my native orchards thirty-two years ago. Yet red banners… — Mao Zedong Copy Share Image
Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky, How beautiful it is? All its branches are outlined, and in… — Jiddu Krishnamurti Copy Share Image
There is no other course but the one we have chosen, except the course of humiliation and darkness, after which there will… — Saddam Hussein Copy Share Image
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As the skies appear to a man, so is his mind. Some see only clouds there; some, prodigies and portents; some rarely… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern. The country is… — Frank O'Hara Copy Share Image
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The great purpose is to set aside a reasonable part of the vanishing wilderness, to make certain that generations of Americans yet… — Frank Church Copy Share Image
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