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Meg Cabot quote: "I get accused all the time of having a bigmouth. But if you..."
I get accused all the time of having a bigmouth. But if you ask me, guys gossip way more than girls do. Meg Cabot
Youth eats all the sugared fancy cakes and regards them as its daily bread. But there'll come a time when you'll start asking just for a crust. Ivan Turgenev
Is that branch worrying you?” Simon asked her. “Would you like to change places? I hope you wouldn’t because your hair looks so nice against the leaves Dodie Smith
William Shakespeare quote: "Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support."
Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support. William Shakespeare
Because in fantasy perhaps more than in any other genre, the character is rewarded for making the right choices and punished for making the bad. Ask Boromir. R. A. Salvatore
I quizzed him a lot on this point and i suspect the truth was that it was like a lot of things at that age: you don't have any clear reason, you just do it. You do it because you think it might get a laugh, or because you want to see if it'll cause a stir. And when you're asked to explain afterwards, it doesn't seem to make any sense. Kazuo Ishiguro
Kurt Vonnegut quote: "But he is tired. He puts the pistol to his head again. He..."
But he is tired. He puts the pistol to his head again. He says, “I never asked to be born in the first place. Kurt Vonnegut
Langston Hughes quote: "The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss"
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss Langston Hughes
And he will also find the little god whom girls like best: beside the well he lies, still, with his eyes shut. Verily, in bright daylight he fell asleep, the sluggard! Did he chase after the butterflies too much?... He may cry and weep - but he is laughable even when he weeps. And with tears in his eyes he shall ask you for a dance and I myself will sing a song for his dance: a dancing and mocking song on the spirit of gravity... (p.108 - The Dancing Song) Friedrich Nietzsche
The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument. The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart….. I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice; only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house….. But the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house; I live in the hope of meeting with him; but... Rabindranath Tagore
Such power!" Adelaida cried all at once, peering greedily at the portrait over her sister's shoulder."Where? What power?" Lizaveta Prokofyevna asked sharply."Such beauty has power," Adelaida said hotly. "You can overturn the world with such beauty. Fyodor Dostoevsky
Ernest Hemingway quote: "Do you feel better?' he asked. 'I feel fine,' she said...."
Do you feel better?' he asked. 'I feel fine,' she said. 'There's nothing wrong with me. I feel fine. Ernest Hemingway
The heavy red roses smoldering in the foggy morning, blood-colored and uninhibited, made me greedy, and tempted me powerfully to steal one--I asked the prices merely so I could come as near them as possible. Knut Hamsun
Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it isbeyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by the rhythm of dayand night; it is not of the earth. But your poet knows that its eternal hunger is for time andspace, and it strives evermore to be born in the fruitful dust. Heaven is fulfilled in your sweet body, my child, in yourpalpitating heart. The sea is beating its drums in joy, the flowers are a-tiptoeto kiss you. For heaven is born in you, in the arms of the... Rabindranath Tagore
I once asked a young dissertation writer whether her suddenly grayed hair was due to ill health or personal tragedy; she answered: “It was the footnotes”. Joanna Russ

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