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                #1. I've always been scared to death of pain - afraid, even, to think of it.
                Loretta Young
							 
            
                    
		    
                #2. Entrepreneurs are selected to be just doers, not thinkers, and doers do, they don't talk.
                Nicholas Nassim Taleb
							 
            
            
		    
                #3. So here comes Gabriel again, and what he says is "Good tidings of great joy ... for all people." ... That's why the shepherds are first: they represent all the nameless, all the working stiffs, the great wheeling population of the whole world.
                Walter Wangerin
							 
            
            
		    
                #4. As soon as the engagement was announced, the Pack Clans converged and shot the idea of a quiet ceremony out of the water and then kept firing at it until it stopped convulsing and died.
                Ilona Andrews
							 
            
                    
		    
                #5. Blues means what milk does to a baby. Blues is what the spirit is to the minister. We sing the blues because our hearts have been hurt, our souls have been disturbed.
                Alberta Hunter
							 
            
            
		    
                #6. Sometimes it doesn't matter how dark the world gets. You can be saved by the smallest thing.
                Brenna Yovanoff
							 
            
            
		    
                #7. The map of America is a map of endlessness, of opening out, of forever and ever. No man's face would make you think of it but his hope might, his courage might.
                Archibald MacLeish
							 
            
            
		    
                #8. You must not begin to fret about the successes of cheap people. After all, what have they to do with you?
                Willa Cather
							 
            
                    
		    
                #9. In the stern sat Aragon son of Arathorn, proud and erect, guiding the boat with skilful strokes; his hood was cast back, and his dark hair was blowing in the wind, a light was in his eyes: a king returning from exile to his own land.
                J.R.R. Tolkien
							 
            
            
		 
		
			        
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