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“He felt it deep, like a stone too big to heft out of the garden. He just had to how around it and make…

— Gary D. Schmidt

“What the hell are you doing up there?' So he slipped, of course, because he was startled, and because fate, having been so kind…

— Gregory Maguire

“I wondered how anyone could have been so sure about a concept so tenuous and impossible as always that they'd be willing to carve…

— Morgan Matson

“man is not molded from clay . . . he is pounded like hot iron on an anvil.”

— Terry Mancour

“Sometimes I imagine that it was I that crucified him. He hanging there moaning, and I sit down facing him,eating pineapple compote. I like…

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“She couldn’t make him look just like any other man to her. He looked like the love thoughts of women. He could be a…

— Zora Neale Hurston

“Is then the fruit of a fig-tree not perfect suddenly and in one hour, and would you possess the fruit of a man's mind…

— Epictetus

“He did his thing, and I did mine. Mine involved standing there with a sword in a bin liner waiting for something to try…

— Alexis Hall

“Lena pressed her soft pears into his chest and ran her fingers through his hair as he pumped hard into her delicate flower garden.”

— Anonymous

“If he had ever tried anything, then he no doubt would have succeeded, paved a road that few could follow. But effort is the…

— Sarah Noffke

“Uh, got into a fight with the kitchen or something?” he asked, smirking. I ran my hands through my hair and felt remains of…

— Christie Cote

“He needed to remember what he was really made of and return to his true nature. In”

— Deepak Chopra