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The wretched have no compassion, they can do good only from strong principles of duty.
Pleasure that is obtained by unreasonable and unsuitable cost must always end in pain.
Turn on the prudent Ant, thy heedful eyes, Observe her labours, Sluggard, and be wise.
...it will not always happen that the success of a poet is proportionate to his labor.
Men will bear many things from a kept mistress, which they would not bear from a wife.
I always wanted to open a delicatessen in Jerusalem and call it 'Cheeses of Nazareth'.
My dad died of a massive heart attack when he was 59, as he didn't look after himself.
One of my favorite writers is Hans Christian Anderson. His stories speak to the times.
My first job is to write the characters as full and authentic people as well as I can.
Believe in yourself up here and it will make you stronger than you could ever imagine.
You're not the kind of person who smiles for nothing, Colie. I have to earn every one.
Sometimes you dont even want to think aout what people are doing with their groceries.
He always did the leaving. But not this time. She kept walking, and did not look back.
whatsoever it is morally right for a man to do, it is morally right for a woman to do.
Real life is sometimes boring, rarely conclusive and boy, does the dialogue need work.
Power just goes to two poles — to those who've got money, and those who've got people.
The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach.
Have a little faith in me, Volger." "I have great faith, tempered with vast annoyance.
It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.
Yeah. Kip gets to guard you and I get to house-sit. Life bites the big tee-tawa. (Syn)
How old are you?” – Nick “That many zeros and you just get tired of counting.” – Caleb
Even if I were lying on the sun itself, I would be freezing there without you. (Zarek)
Grace? Are you tipsy? (Selena) Maybe just comfortably toasty. Pop tart toasty. (Grace)
He wanted what he didn’t know and he didn’t know how to get what he wanted.’ (Acheron)
Gods, how I’ve missed you. (Stryker) I hate you with every beat of my heart. (Zephyra)
What a way to pay a man back for helping you. Gah, I suck as a human being.’ (Shahara)
I will survive, Tracy thought. I face mine enemies naked, and my courage is my shield.
Women are like those blinkin' little Greek islands, places to call at but not to stay.
Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.
The boredom of married life inevitable destroys love, when love has preceded marriage.
A wise woman never yields by appointment. It should always be an unforeseen happiness.
Your career will be a painful one. I divine something in you which offends the vulgar.
A sportsman is a man who every now and then, simply has to get out and kill something.
Time is the central mystery of our existence. It confines and defines us in many ways.
That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something. It makes you desperate.
The thing people don't realize, God bless them, is that my books are supposed to suck.
World will prosper in knowledge and intellect, if both men and women are deemed equal.
I love the camera and I guess it's because it's been an integral part of my childhood.
I enjoy having a quiet celebration over good food with family and a few close friends.
Introverts prefer to work independently, and solitude can be a catalyst to innovation.
Our culture rightly admires risk-takers, but we need our 'heed-takers' more than ever.
Old radicals never changed. They just got law degrees and updated their bag of tricks.
War tears, rends. War rips open, eviscerates. War scorches. War dismembers. War ruins.
Camp is a solvent of morality. It neutralizes moral indignation, sponsors playfulness.
Creativity needs to be taken care of. It's like a big baby that needs to be nourished.
You can include essay elements in fiction; this is a very nineteenth century practice.
Everyone wants to be a dyke now; everyone craves our freedom, guts, and knowing looks.
I reach out to touch his cheek and he catches my hand and presses it against his lips.
How did Rue end up on that stage with nothing but the wind offering to take her place?
He hates me more," says Peeta. "I don't think people in general are his sort of thing.