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“I am in awe of the things you've been put through and the fact you can still light up a room when you walk in. When I look at you I see life. I see joy. I see my future.”
Source : Abbi Glines, Colleen Hoover, Jamie McGuire (2013). “The Atria Indie Lovers Collection: Twisted Perfection, Losing Hope, and Red Hill”, p.205, Simon and Schuster
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“A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.”
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“When the spirit shines, even foggy skies make pleasant light.”
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“Since both its national products, snow and chocolate, melt, the cuckoo clock was invented solely in order to give tourists something solid to remember it by....”
Source : Alan Coren (2008). “Chocolate and Cuckoo Clocks: The Essential Alan Coren”, p.184, Canongate Books
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“My picture, Fifth Avenue, Winter is the result of a three hours' stand during a fierce snow-storm on February 22nd 1893, awaiting the proper moment. My patience was duly rewarded. Of course, the result contained an element of chance, as I might have stood there for hours without succeeding in getting the desired pictures.”
Source : Alfred Stieglitz, Richard Whelan, Sarah Greenough (2000). “Stieglitz on photography: his selected essays and notes”
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“Not so cold, some snow fell. I went inside the log cabin and said goodbye to Mother, she was so alike grandmother, just younger.”
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“It was one thing to hide away from the world. It was quite another to discover the world didn't miss you when you were gone.”
Source : A. Lee Martinez (2007). “In the Company of Ogres”, p.139, Macmillan
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“Sometimes she wished for someone she could tell about her problems, just to be able to say, ‘I’m in love with a man and I can’t have him.’ But that would only lead to questions she couldn’t answer, so she kept the secret and the pain inside, hoping someday she would no longer feel as if half of her were missing.”
Source : Abigail Reynolds (2010). “Man Who Loved Pride and Prejudice: A modern love story with a Jane Austen twist”, p.252, Sourcebooks, Inc.
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“There is too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will. I must concede you the Devil. God doesn't really need to punish us, Miss Barton. We're so busy punishing ourselves.”
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“God didn't miss any of us.”
