The choice is yours: Enjoy a delicious meal of, say, veal fantarella with grilled vegetables. Or spend a quiet hour reading David… — Liz Curtis Higgs Copy Share Image
The only way to resonate at a level that persuades is to know who you are addressing. If it's true that the… — Nancy Duarte Copy Share Image
I am as fond of colorful language as anyone, but I try not to inflict it upon strangers. I suspect many people… — Roger Ebert Copy Share Image
The Old Language really was beautiful, Blay thought. Staring at the symbols, for one brief, ridiculous moment he imagined his own name… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
In classic noir fiction and film, it is always hot. Fans whirr in sweltering hotel rooms, sweat forms on a stranger's brow,… — Michael Dirda Copy Share Image
And we'd look at each other the way you do when you see someone on the street you think you recognize, but… — Michele Jaffe Copy Share Image
If you awaken from this illusion, and you understand that black implies white, self implies other, life implies death - or shall… — Alan Watts Copy Share Image
“Our heroes have arrived, then," the stranger said, his voice a soft, bubbly murmur. "Excuse me?" Poison queries. The odd creature put… — Chris Wooding Copy Share Image
The king lifted a hand to her cheek and kissed her. It was not a kiss between strangers, not even a kiss… — Megan Whalen Turner Copy Share Image
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If there is such a thing as marriage, it takes place long before the ceremony; in a car on the way to… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
Independent travel does that, bringing temporarily together these wandering ships that would otherwise pass in the night. Relationships were mostly brief and… — John Haines Copy Share Image
That is the purpose for which you are called hither. Called, is say, though I have not called you to me, strangers… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Let’s take this out just a little bit further passed the breakers into some really deep water. Let’s talk about love. Yeah.… — Calvin W. Allison Copy Share Image
No tribe has the right to sell, even to each other, much less to strangers… Sell a country! Why not sell the… — Tecumseh Copy Share Image
Why had we let it go? Why had we both been condemned...to an exile among dreary strangers who had made us give… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
Beginning with Santa Claus as a cognitive exercise, a child is encouraged to share the same idea of reality as his peers.… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
The cartoonists treated Islam the same way they treat Christianity, Buddhism, Hinduism and other religions. And by treating Muslims in Denmark as… — Flemming Rose Copy Share Image
I'm a writer and this is what I do no matter what name we put to it. Year by year, the world… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
You can get what you want. Never sell out. Don't break. Don't weaken. Don't let the kindness of strangers be your salvation,… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
Dear Complete and Utter Stranger, The first thing that I have to say is that I hate oatmeal. I really hate it.… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share Image
The fame thing is interesting because I never wanted to be famous, and I never dreamt I would be famous…You know I… — J. K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Will a day come when the race will detect the funniness of these juvenilities and laugh at them—and by laughing at them… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
Making movies is not rocket science. It's about relationships and communication and strangers coming together to see if they can get along… — Julia Roberts Copy Share Image
“The man who entered was a stranger. He was young, tall, and something about him suggested violence, though she could not say… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
These people you used to see every day, friends or acquaintances, after a while they become as distant as any stranger, people… — Stephen Dobyns Copy Share Image
Love enters the heart unawares: takes precedence of all the emotions--or, at least, will be second to none--and even reflection becomes its… — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
And what fastens attention, in the intercourse of life, like any passage betraying affection between two parties? Perhaps we never saw them… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Trust is a fragile thing. Once earned, it affords us tremendous freedom. But once trust is lost, it can be impossible to… — Mary Alice Copy Share Image
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I fear that I will do something to bring harm to those I love," Froi said. "So I follow their rules to… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
But it has been my experience that the risks are faroutweighed by the rewards, chief of which is when you speak to… — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
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[Concerning] the usual contempt with which an orthodox analytic group treats all outsiders and strangers ... I urge you to think of… — Abraham Maslow Copy Share Image
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Grandmother pointed out my brother Perry, my sister Sarah, and my sister Eliza, who stood in the group. I had never seen… — Frederick Douglass Copy Share Image
I hate this fear. I hate this. I hate this world. I hate it that nobody needs me. I don’t own this… — Natsuki Takaya Copy Share Image
What, then, is that incalculable feeling that deprives the mind of the sleep necessary to life? A world that can be explained… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
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...until that moment I had not understood that this was a story about lonely people, about absence and loss, and that that… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image