Stories never really end…even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don’t end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.
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Cornelia Funke,
Inkspell
Stories never really end…even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don’t end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.
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Cornelia Funke,
Inkspell
The whole of life is just like watching a film. Only it’s as though you always get in ten minutes after the big picture has started, and no-one will tell you the plot, so you have to work it out all yourself from the clues.
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Terry Pratchett,
Moving Pictures
He kissed me wildly, overwhelming me like a giant wave rushing to shore. I was soon lost in the turbulent grasp of his embrace and yet I knew I was safe. His wild kiss drove me, pushed me, asked me questions I was unwilling to consider. But I was cherished by this dark Poseidon, and though he had the power to crush me utterly, to drown me in the purple depths of his wake, he held me aloft, separate. His passionate kiss changed. It gentled and soothed and entreated. Together we drifted towards a safe harbor. The god of the sea set me down securely on a sandy beach and steadied me as I trembled. Effervescent tingles shot through my limbs delighting me with surges of sparkling sensation like sandy toes tickled by bubbly waves. Finally, the waves moved away and I felt my Poseidon watching me from a distance. We looked at each other knowing we were forever changed by the experience. We both knew that I would always belong to the sea and that I would never be able to part from it and be whole again.
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Colleen Houck
Just like your body and lifestyle can be healthy or unhealthy, the same is true with your beliefs. Your beliefs can be your medicine or your poison.
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Steve Maraboli,
Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
Writing’s a lot like cooking. Sometimes the cake won’t rise, no matter what you do, and every now and again the cake tastes better than you ever could have dreamed it would.
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Neil Gaiman,
Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders
If my like for you was a football crowd, you d be deaf cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let s just say you d be spending plenty.
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Cath Crowley,
Graffiti Moon
Success is like sausage, you’d be surprised what goes into it.
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Tim Fargo
One suspects that the conservatives of left and right don t much like the mass and its badly informed preferences. Let us take care of you, they cry. Let tradition celebrated by wise elders, or planning implemented by wise experts, guide you, oh you sadly misled mass. The ruling lords and the monopolists view the clerisy s conservative theorizing with delight, resting assured that the elders and the planners will inadvertently shield their rents.
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Deirdre McCloskey
It doesn’t have any effect on your life. What do you care ! People try to talk about it like it’s a social issue. Like when you see someone stand up on a talk show and say, ‘How am I supposed to explain to my children that two men are getting married … I dunno. It’s your shitty kid. You fuckin’ tell ’em. Why is that anyone else’s problem Two guys are in LOVE and they can’t get married because you don’t want to talk to your ugly child for five fuckin’ minutes
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Louis C.K.
There is no religion without love,
and people may talk as much as
they like about their religion, but
if it does not teach them to be good
and kind to man and beast,
it is all a sham.
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Anna Sewell