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If there is something comforting - religious, if you want - about paranoia, there is still also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, a condition not many of us can bear for long. Thomas Pynchon
O, let my land be a land where LibertyIs crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe. Langston Hughes
Phil Foglio quote: "Any plan where you lose your hat is a bad plan."
Any plan where you lose your hat is a bad plan. Phil Foglio
Hell wasn’t a major reservoir of evil, any more than Heaven, in Crowley’s opinion, was a fountain of goodness; they were just sides in the great cosmic chess game. Where you found the real McCoy, the real grace and the real heart-stopping evil, was right inside the human mind Terry Prachett
Bruce Springsteen quote: "Now I work down at the carwash. Where all it ever does is rain"
Now I work down at the carwash. Where all it ever does is rain Bruce Springsteen
Sarah Zettel quote: "What's it like where they live?"It's everything you want it to..."
What's it like where they live?"It's everything you want it to be. Sarah Zettel
What a hell of a welcome. I’m sorry. But there’s so much still to do outside before the weather closes, and we have to tackle all the dreary minuti on weapons and theory where all your knightly warriors start losing their tempers and you have to go through a deadly routine of light relief with competitions and war jokes and community singing, and long, long stories of rape and battle and Generals I have Known. Dorothy Dunnett
The auction houses seemed not as dull as their financial counterparts on Wall Street, where parents of daughters imagined glass celings and bottom patting. Steve Martin
O cousin Kate, my love was true, Your love was writ in sand: If he had fooled not me but you, If you had stood where i stand, He'd not have won me with his love, Nor bought me with his land; I would have spit into his face. And not have taken his hand. Yet I have a gift you have not got, And seem not like to get: For all your clothes and wedding-ring. I've little doubt you fret. My fair-haired son, my shame, my pride, Cling closer, closer yet: Your father would give lands for oneto wear his... Christina G. Rossetti
Dark house, by which once more I stand. Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat. So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more -Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep. At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away. The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain. On the bald street breaks the blank day. Alfred Lord Tennyson
There is a perverse mood of the mind which is rather soothed than irritated by misconstruction; and in quarters where we can never be rightly known, we take pleasure, I think, in being consummately ignored. What honest man on being casually taken for a housebreaker does not feel rather tickled than vexed at the mistake? Charlotte Bronte
Since we live in a society that promotes faddism and temporary superficial adaptation of different values, we are easily convinced that changes have occurred in arenas where there has been little or no change. Bell Hooks
I got to a state where phrases like "the Good, the True, and the Beautiful" filled me with a kind of suppressed indignation, because they stood for the big sin of Platonism: the reduction of all reality to the level of pure abstraction, as if concrete, individual substances had no essential reality of their own, but were only shadows of some remote, universal, ideal essence filed away in a big card-index somewhere in heaven, while the demi-urges milled around the Logos piping their excitement... Thomas Merton
Willy: I am building something with this firm, Ben, and if a man is building something he must be on the right track, mustn't he? Ben: What are you building? Lay your hand on it. where is it? Willy [hesitantly]: That's true, Linda, there's nothing. Arthur Miller
A sense of calm came over me. More and more often I found myself thinking, "This is where I belong. This is what I came into this world to do. Jane Goodall

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