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How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense",

You can say a lot of bad things about Alabama, but you can't say that Alabamans as a people are duly afraid of deep fryers.

She told the story, however, with great spirit among her friends; for she had a lively, playful disposition, which delighted in any thing ridiculous.

Never stop dreaming.

It's a great advantage not to drink among hard-drinking people. You can hold your tongue, and, moreover, you can time any little irregularity of your own so that everybody else is so blind that they don't see or care.

People don’t like to have somebody knowing more than they do. It aggravates them.

I have one great fear in my heart, that one day when they are turned to loving, they will find that we are turned to hating.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery

And not only the pride of intellect, but the stupidity of intellect. And, above all, the dishonesty, yes, the dishonesty of intellect. Yes, indeed, the dishonesty and trickery of intellect.

Each night, Liesel would step outside, wipe the door, and watch the sky. Usually it was like spillage - cold and heavy, slippery and gray - but once in a while some stars had the nerve to rise and float, if only for a few minutes. On those nights, she would stay a little longer and wait.Hello, stars.

I am very proud, revengeful,ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I havethoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape,or time to act them in.

It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us. Women fancy admiration means more than it does.And men take care that they should.

Science is the only religion of mankind.

A child's spirit is like a child, you can never catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back.

Mother used to say that however miserable one is, there’s always something to be thankful for. And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I agreed with her.

Power is not a means; it is an end.

I thought what I'd do was I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.

So many humans. So many colors.

…God, it’s over. Takumi, you gotta stop stealing other people’s problems and get some of your own.

When she fucked up, all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she collapsed into the enigma of herself. And that could have happened to me, but I saw where it led for her. So I still believe in the Great Perhaps, and I can believe in it in spite of having lost her.