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1. "You nervous about doing this on camera?"Chance tilted his head a little, considering. "Well, yeah, of course. You don't know what you look like when you come—for all I know, I'm hella ugly or something. But at the same time...." He trailed off and shuddered, and his eyes got half-lidded. One hand went unconsciously to his stomach, then slid up to his nipples, which were still pointy and puckered. "It's sort of cool. It's making my stomach all jumpy, and...." His other hand slid down under the waistband of his shorts, as he made obvious kneading motions on his groin."It's turning you on?""Mmmm....""Take the shorts off, Chance, and show us."
Author: Amy Lane
2. "Having a few half fish in my family tree keeps my vision from blurring through the pudgy tears-I can perfectly see the solid yellow line on the road as I walk it. When I hear him following, I rip off my heels and start sprinting. Two months ago, this kind of abuse to my feet would leave them bleeding and with who-knows-what embedded in them. But with the convenience of my new thick skin, running barefoot is like running in Nike's latest kicks.Galen is apparently a flying fish though-his hand wraps around my arm, braking my own sad attempt at flight. He whirls me around. Pulling me to him, he lifts my chin with the pad of his thumb. When I jerk away, he grasps it tight, forcing me to look at him. The old Emma would be bruised within the next ten minutes. The new one is just pissed off."Let go!" I screech, pushing against his chest. Somehow this just gets me closer to him."Emma," he growls as I stomp his foot. "What would you have done?"Okay, that's unexpected. I stop flailing. "What?"
Author: Anna Banks
3. "He tratado de mantener una mente abierta; y no son las cosas ordinarias de la vida las que pueden cerrarla, sino las cosas extrañas; las cosas extraordinarias, las cosas que lo hacen dudar a uno si son locura o realidad.- Doctor van Helsing."
Author: Bram Stoker
4. "Even the most complex math can be broken into a sequence of trivial steps. Each of these slaves has been trained to complete specific equations in an assembly-line fashion. When taken together, this collective human mind is capable of remarkable feats." Holtzman surveyed the room as if he expected his solvers to give him a resounding cheer. Instead, they studied their work with heavy-lidded eyes, moving through equation after equation with no comprehension of reasons or larger pictures."
Author: Brian Herbert
5. "Go ye, who rest so placidly upon the sacred Bard who had been young, and when he strung his harp was old, and had never seen the righteous forsaken, or his seed begging their bread; go, Teachers of content and honest pride, into the mine, the mill, the forge, the squalid depths of deepest ignorance, and uttermost abyss of man's neglect, and say can any hopeful plant spring up in air so foul that it extinguishes the soul's bright torch as fast as it is kindled!"
Author: Charles Dickens
6. "I'm somewhat socially inept. Slide me between two strangers at any light-hearted jamboree and I'll either rock awkwardly and silently on my heels, or come out with a stone-cold conversation-killer like, "This room's quite rectangular, isn't it?" I glide through the social whirl with all the elegance of a dog in high heels"
Author: Charlie Brooker
7. "Looking back across the years, so many pictures flash on the screen of my memory that just as I begin to see one clearly, another slides in, blotting out the first, itself to be pushed aside by the next and the next and the next."
Author: Conrad Veidt
8. "Perhaps the day will come where the validity of one's spirituality will be judged not by the correctness of one's theology but by the authenticity of one's spiritual life. When that day comes, an authentically spiritual Buddhist and an authentically spiritual Christian may find that they have more in common with each other than they do with those in their respective religions who have failed to develop their spirituality. (Beyond Religion, p. 98)"
Author: David N. Elkins
9. "I was never a lonely child who sat looking at the rain sliding down the window."
Author: Deborah Moggach
10. "Livia decided she loved watching things go into him. Food, water, love—all these things she could give him."You look tired. Would you like to nap?" he asked. Blake was definitely back. There was less rasp and more smoke in his silky voice."No, Blake. I never want to sleep again. Just this." Livia touched his face. "Only this."The pride in his eyes almost changed their color. He turned his face to her palm, kissed it, and said, "Come, my love, put your head on my shoulder. Your burdens have been heavy."In that moment, Livia realized her eyelids were drooping, and the crook of Blake's arm seemed perfect for her head. His lips stayed on her forehead as he hummed a serene song. Livia fell into a deep, dreamless slumber."
Author: Debra Anastasia
11. "Certainly something had happened to me during the night. Or after months of tension I had arrived at the edge of some precipice and now I was falling, as in a dream slowly, even as I continued to hold the thermometer in my hand, een as I stood with the soles of my slippers on the floor, even as I felt myself solidly contained by the expectant looks of my children. It was the fault of the torture that my husband had inflicted. But enough, I had to tear the pain from memory, I had to sandpaper away the scratches that were damaging my brain."
Author: Elena Ferrante
12. "THE RIDE TO MY APARTMENT is an exercise in stunt driving. Trying desperately to keep my mouth onKate and not get us killed. She sits on my lap straddling my waist, kissing my neck, tonguing my ear—driving me out of my frigging mind. I've got one hand on the steering wheel and the other wedgedbetween us, gliding over her stomach, her neck, and those perfect breasts that tease me through herhalf-open shirt.Do not try this at home, kids."
Author: Emma Chase
13. "O meu erotismo começa e termina fora da sexualidade, mas atravessa o corpo inteiro."
Author: Filipe Russo
14. "I deserved a holiday, and I deserved to dispense with the laces and trusses expected of a clergyman's daughter. I wore my oldest frock, which looked remarkably like a potato sack, and I wore very little beneath. I should never have imagined how lovely that feels. It's most freeing, and it gives you the delicious sense you're on your way to moral degeneracy. I shall soon be painting my lips and drinking gin."
Author: Franny Billingsley
15. "El romanticismo anula en mí el sentido de la realidad"
Author: Fyodor Dostoyevsky
16. "Los liberales, le decía, eran masones; gente de mala índole, partidaria de ahorcar a los curas, de implantar al matrimonio civil y el divorcio, de reconocer iguales derechos a los hijos naturales que a los legítimos, y de despedazar al país en un sistema federal que despojara de poderes a la autoridad suprema. Los conservadores, en cambio, que habían recibido el poder directamente de Dios, propugnaban por la estabilidad del orden público y la moral familiar; eran los defensores de la fe de Cristo, del principio de autoridad, y no estaban dispuestos a permitir que el país fuera descuartizado en entidades autónomas."
Author: Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
17. "I remember that life in that room seemed to be occurring beneath the sea, time flowed past indifferently above us, hours and days had no meaning. In the beginning our life held a joy and amazement which was newborn every day. Beneath the joy, of course, was anguish and beneath the amazement was fear; but they did not work themselves to the beginning until our high beginning was aloes on our tongues. By then anguish and fear had become the surface on which we slipped and slid, losing balance, dignity, and pride."
Author: James Baldwin
18. "Lo que es muy raro es sentir debilidad, verdadera debilidad por alquien, y que nos la produzca, que nos haga débiles. Eso es lo determinante, que nos impida ser objetivos y nos desarme a perpetuidad y nos haga rendirnos en todos los pleitos."
Author: Javier Marías
19. "—¿Acabas de... lavar un plato? —Dee retrocedió lentamente, parpadeando. Miró a Daemon—. El mundo se va a terminar. Y sigo siendo vir...—¡No! —gritaron los hermanos al unísono. Daemon parecía que en realidad iba a vomitar.—Jesús, nunca termines esa oración. En realidad, nunca cambies eso. Gracias.La boca de ella se abrió.—Ustedes esperan de mí que nunca tenga...—Ésta no es una conversación con la que quiera empezar mi día. — Dawson agarró su mochila de la mesa de la cocina—. Estoy yéndome a la escuela antes de que esto se vuelva todavía más detallado."
Author: Jennifer L. Armentrout
20. "Jesus Christ!" I yelled, jumping up and down to shake out the fear as I opened the sliding door, frowning when I realised it wasn?t locked."Nope, but you?re not the first to make that mistake," Spence said, grinning mischievously."
Author: Jessica Shirvington
21. "Hay más realidad en una imagen que en una palabra"
Author: Joseph Campbell
22. "Dinner was ready. Professor Lidenbrock did full justice to it, for his compulsory fast on board had turned his stomach into an unfathomable gulf."
Author: Jules Verne
23. "It began with the Christmas tree lights. They were candy-bright, mouth-size. She wanted to feel the lightness of them on her tongue, the spark on her tastebuds. Without him life was so dark, and all the holiday debris only made it worse. She promised herself she wouldn't bite down."
Author: Kirsty Logan
24. "And then, with all her might, she focused her attention on the back of Po's head and screamed his name, inside her mind. He pulled on his reins so hard that his horse screeched and staggered and almost sat down. her own horse nearly collided with his. And he looked so startled and flabbergasted---and irritated---that she couldn't help it: She exploded with laughter."
Author: Kristin Cashore
25. "Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it.But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know."
Author: Lauren Oliver
26. "Faith is first of all not attachment to a body of doctrines but a process of responding in obedience and trust to God's Word. God has given us the possibility of hearing the Word, since it was spoken in the humanity of Jesus, which we share, and since it continues to be spoken through the Holy Spirit, which dwells in us. So also theology is first of all not the study of doctrines, but a process of reflection on this response in faith. The classic definition of theology, "faith seeking understanding", remains always valid. Faith seeks to understand the one to whom it responds. It also, thereby, seeks to understand itself, and the implications of being so called and so gifted to respond. … Who, then, is qualified for theology? The theological task is implied by the very life of faith itself. Every Christian is therefore called to do theology in this sense. Every Christian must seek an understanding of his or her response to God and the implications of that response for the rest of life."
Author: Luke Timothy Johnson
27. "The seeming paradoxes of beauty and truth collide and individuality emerges from the debris. We spend our lifetimes dusting it down."
Author: Martin Cosgrove
28. "Aku amat mencintai falsafah solat Hatim. Bahawa dia berdiri dengan kewaspadaan dengan membayangkan Allah di hadapannya. Betapa syurga yang nyaman di kanan dan lidah gergasi api menyala di kiri. Begitu juga malaikat memerhati dari arah belakang. Ketika itulah dia sebenarnya meletakkan nasib imannya di atas siratul mustaqim kerana mungkin ini adalah solat terakhirnya."
Author: Mawar Safei
29. "Laws are important and valuable in the exact natural sciences, in the measure that those sciences are universally valid."
Author: Max Weber
30. "Ya?" Aku bersandar penuh harap di susuran tangga. "Alasanku melarangmu melakukan penyelidikan ini sendirian," aku menduga - yah, baiklah, berharap - dia akan berkata begitu, "Itu karena aku tidak sanggup membayangkanmu membahayakan dirimu sendiri. Kau tahu, aku mencintaimu, Heather. Aku selalu mencintaimu."
Author: Meg Cabot
31. "The crags of the mountain were ruthless in the moon; cold, deadly and shining. Distance had no meaning. The tangled glittering of the forest roof rolled away, but its furthermost reaches were brought suddenly nearer in a bound by the terrifying effect of proximity in the mountain that they swarmed. The mountain was neither far away nor was it close at hand. It arose starkly, enormously, across the lens of the eye. The hollow itself was a cup of light. Every blade of the grass was of consequence, and the few scattered stones held an authority that made their solid, separate marks upon the brain - each one with its own unduplicated shape: each rising brightly from the ink of its own spilling."
Author: Mervyn Peake
32. "I spread my arms wide like a minister in front of his flock."My pulpit is the well of the courtroom. I preach to the twelve apostles, the gods of guilt."Valenzula casually looked at me."Yeah, well, whatever. It's still pretty low and you should be ashamed of your ass. Almost as low as you racing out here ahead of me and hiding in there, telling her not to answer the door."I nodded. He had it all figured out. I signaled him off the hood of the car."Well, Val, Ms. Roberts is now my client and I am authorized to accept the subpoena from Fulgoni on her behalf."He slid off the car, dragging the wallet chain looped from his belt to his back pocket along the paint."Oh, geez, my fucking bad. I hope I didn't scratch it, Reverend."
Author: Michael Connelly
33. "I'm messing this up. I love you. I should've started with that. I swear I trip up more with you than anybody. I love you, Clare. I always did, but it's different loving who you are now. It's so damn solid. You're so solid, so steady, strong, smart. I love who you are, how you are. I love those boys, you have to know."
Author: Nora Roberts
34. "Normal life is nuts. It's a downhill deterioration to death no matter how you spice it along the way, and there's nothing you can do about it. Now, a sane person, when faced when that, would just plunk his ass down at the starting line, or wherever along the way this realization finally came to him, and say, "Are you kidding? I quit. I'll slide the rest of the way or sit here and smoke." It takes a true lunatic, or someone functioning with the critical apparatus of a worker bee, to keep scrabbling up that hill when he knows his destiny is dust. But that us what is required. Go on."
Author: Norah Vincent
35. "I will act now. I will act now. I will act now. Henceforth, I will repeat these words each hour, each day, everyday, until the words become as much a habit as my breathing, and the action which follows becomes as instinctive as the blinking of my eyelids. With these words I can condition my mind to perform every action necessary for my success. I will act now. I will repeat these words again and again and again. I will walk where failures fear to walk. I will work when failures seek rest. I will act now for now is all I have. Tomorrow is the day reserved for the labor of the lazy. I am not lazy. Tomorrow is the day when the failure will succeed. I am not a failure. I will act now. Success will not wait. If I delay, success will become wed to another and lost to me forever. This is the time. This is the place. I am the person."
Author: Og Mandino
36. "You cannot have a moral holiday and remain moral, nor can you have a spiritual holiday and remain spiritual. God wants you to be entirely his, and this means that you have to watch to keep yourself fit. It takes a tremendous amount of time. Some of us expect to "clear the numberless ascensions"* in about two minutes."
Author: Oswald Chambers
37. "Mr Babbington,' he said, suddenly stopping in his up and down. 'Take your hands out of your pockets. When did you last write home?' Mr Babbington was at an age when almost any question evokes a guilty response, and this was, in fact, a valid accusation. He reddened, and said, 'I don't know, sir.' 'Think, sir, think,' said Jack, his good-tempered face clouding unexpectedly...'Never, mind. Write a handsome letter. Two pages at least. And send it in to me with your daily workings tomorrow. Give your father my compliments and tell him my bankers are Hoares.' For Jack, like most other captains, managed the youngsters' parental allowance for them. 'Hoares,' he repeated absently once or twice, 'my bankers are Hoares,' and a strangled ugly crowing noise made him turn. Young Ricketts was clinging to the fall of the main burton-tackle in an attempt to control himself, but without much success."
Author: Patrick O'Brian
38. "The wrought-iron gate squeaked as Lucas opened it. He lowered the rented bike down the stone steps and onto the sidewalk. To his right was the most famous Globe Hotel in Paris, disguised under another name. In front of the entrance five Curukians sat on mopeds. Lu-cas and his eighteen-month-old friend then shot out across the street and through the invisible beam of an-other security camera.He rode diagonally across the place de la Concorde and headed toward the river. It seemed only natural. The motorcycles trailed him. He pedaled fast across the Alex-andre III bridge and zipped past Les Invalides hospital. He tried to turn left at the Rodin Museum, but Goper rode next to him, blocking his escape."
Author: Paul Aertker
39. "There is more empty space in the book you're holding, than book. The electrons in the atoms of the book are moving so fast, they give the illusion of solid ink on solid paper. It's not. It's just an illusion. If all the electrons would stop moving for even an instant, the book would not just crumble into dust, it would disappear. Poof"
Author: Peter McWilliams
40. "A dingy emblem on the door depicted a little boy peeing into a pot. The rest of the bar was equally drab and tasteless. Dim bulbs behind red-tasseled lamp shades barely illuminated each of a dozen maroon vinyl booths, which marched along one wall toward the murky front windows. Chipped Formica tables anchored the booths in place. Opposite the row of booths was a long, scarred wooden bar with uncomfortable-looking stools. Behind the bar, sitting on glass shelves in front of a cloudy mirror, were endless rows of bottles, each looking as forlorn as the folks for whom they waited.He caught the strong odors of liquor and tobacco smoke, and the weaker scents of cleaning chemicals and vomit. In one of the booths , two heads bobbed with the movement of mug-clenching fists. A scrawny bartender with droopy eyelids picked his teeth with a swizzle stick and chatted quietly with a woman seated at the bar. Otherwise the bar was empty."
Author: Robert Liparulo
41. "This imaginary gift is a journey for your imagination.I send you...A luxury train ride. On this train are all the inspiring people you've ever wanted to meet or talk to. You glide from car to car, sitting or lying down on velvet lounge chairs, listening and asking questions. There is also a voluminous library on the train, with every book you've ever wanted to read or look at. Kind people bring you delicious tidbits to eat and nourishing liquids to drink. If you take a nap, time stands still until you return so you never miss anything. You receive a large journal filled with photographs, drawings and descriptions of your journey to take with you when you leave. You realize that you can board this train at any time."
Author: S.A.R.K.
42. "Fort somehow turned the symbol of nerdiness into a visual aphrodisiac—Spanish fly in the form of solid black frames."
Author: Shirin Dubbin
43. "En lo más profundo del prado, allí, bajo el sauce,hay un lecho de hierba, una almohada verde suave;recuéstate en ella, cierra los ojos sin miedoy, cuando los abras, el sol estará en el cielo.Este sol te protege y te da calor,las margaritas te cuidan y te dan amor,tus sueños son dulces y se harán realidady mi amor por ti aquí perdurará.En lo más profundo del prado, bien oculta,hay una capa de hojas, un rayo de luna.Olvida tus penas y calma tu alma,pues por la mañana todo estará en calma.Este sol te protege y te da calor,las margaritas te cuidan y te dan amor.Tus sueños son dulces y se harán realidady mi amor por ti aquí perdurará."
Author: Suzanne Collins
44. "I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into a large empty space, and pirouetted there, absently."
Author: Sylvia Plath
45. "Things take care of themselves  as long as you trust and don't try to control too much. Things will happen. Things tend to occur. Why resist what's inevitable? That's like swimming against the current, salmon notwithstanding. Go with the flow, you know? Glide with the glow, man. It's easier."
Author: Tony Vigorito
46. "I ask, if I shall never see you again and fix my eyes on that solidity, what form will our communication take? You have gone across the court, further and further, drawing finer and finer the thread between us. But you exist somewhere. Something of you remains. A judge. That is, if I discover a new vein in myself I shall submit it to you privately. I shall ask, What is your verdict? You shall remain the arbiter. But for how long? Things will become too difficult to explain: there will be new things; already my son."
Author: Virginia Woolf
47. "But then I have long since grown accustomed to the thought that what we call dreams is semi-reality, the promise of reality, a foreglimpse and a whiff of it; that is they contain, in a very vague, diluted state, more genuine reality than our vaunted waking life which, in its turn, is semi-sleep, an evil drowsiness into which penetrate in grotesque disguise the sounds and sights of the real world, flowing beyond the periphery of the mind—as when you hear during sleep a dreadful insidious tale because a branch is scraping on the pane, or see yourself sinking into snow because your blanket is sliding off."
Author: Vladimir Nabokov
48. "I first set the needle on this record and bingo! the whole mechanism begins: the record player's arm tugs at a thread as the record plays; the thread pulls over this glass and lets this marble loose; the marble rolls down this miniature slide and snap! the spring is released, cutting off your heads! Brilliant!'And just to be on the safe side,' he continued, 'this crossbow will shoot you as the trap is released, the axe will chop you in half and the anvil will crush you to pieces!''And do you see this gun?' Ratigan asked with a smile. 'In case you hadn't noticed, dear friends, it's also pointed at you! Ha! Ha! Ha!' Ratigan burst you laughing"
Author: Walt Disney Company
49. "Along with every other male of his acquaintance he loathed the Naked Chef with messianic passion and prayed for the day he suffered a fatal accident on his scooter or burst into flames with the friction of sliding down that nauseating banister. Mark hated to think how rich he must be. And the fact that a mere bloody cook was taking up space in The Times that could be filled by a train journalist. Like himself, for example. Bastard."
Author: Wendy Holden
50. "Our task is to build cultural fortresses to protect our emerging nativeness. They must be strong enough to hold at bay the powers of consumerism, the powers of greed and envy and pride. One of the most effective ways for this to come about would be for our universities to assume the awesome responsibility to both validate and educate those who want to be homecomers -- not necessarily to go home but to go someplace and dig in and begin the long search and experiment to become native."
Author: Wes Jackson

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Forsooth, I no longer toil in vain,To prove that demon pox warps the brain.See though 'tis pity, it's not in vainThat the pox-ridden worm was slain:For to believe in me, you all must deign."
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