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                #1. Being friends with anyone for 30 years is no easy task - people change, they drift apart, they move on.
                Alana Stewart
							 
            
                    
		    
                #2. I still find that a kind of stricture of the heart happens when I see any form of bigoted or racist behaviour. I get an actual pain in my heart.
                Janet Suzman
							 
            
            
		    
                #3. My thoughts are punctured by the feel of Anna's hand on me. Down there.
Jackpot.
I look down, and she's pulling my mobile from my pocket, holding it out to me.
Damn. Major false alarm.
"That was brave," I tell her.
                Wendy Higgins
							 
            
            
		    
                #4. Because we are the handiwork of God, it follows that all our problems and their solutions are theological.
                Aiden Wilson Tozer
							 
            
                    
		    
                #5. I don't think that American drivers going to NASCAR are taking the easy way out because as I said, the racing is amazing; it's just that it's easier to adapt to what you grow up with. American drivers grow up with NASCAR, they know NASCAR, and that's where they want to go.
                Jacques Villeneuve
							 
            
            
		    
                #6. In the beginning, there was movement.
                Asanaro
							 
            
            
		    
                #7. I act as if my life depends on each decision. Because it does.
                Tom Rath
							 
            
            
		    
                #8. I am my family's appendix, it's unnecessary appendage. - Aaliya
                Rabih Alameddine
							 
            
                    
		    
                #9. I've seen lifelong friends drift apart over golf just because one could play better, but the other counted better.
                Stephen Leacock
							 
            
            
		    
                #10. River that must turn full after I stop dying
Song, my song, raise grief to music
Light as my loves' thought, the few sick
So sick of wrangling: thus weeping,
Sounds of light, stay in her keeping
And my son's face - this much for honor.
                Louis Zukofsky
							 
            
            
		 
		
			        
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