Updated 14-Oct-2004
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He might be in there tonight, and He'd find her, and force His way through the crowd, moving easily as strong men do where others struggle. There would be no need to speak, she'd know Him when she saw Him and He would be the rock on which she would inarticulately found her life. He would be her strength and her joy and her life and her safety. The door opened again and people crowded out through it. "Here I come," she thought, and slipped into the loud and reeking room and the door closed behind her. | |
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-- Robert B.Parker |
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| And in the end.... |
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| Comes the Dawn After a while you learn the subtle difference -- Veronica A. Shoffstall |
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| Celia had laughed at her affectionately. "Sure," she said, people do what they want in the end, isn't that what you always say?" | |
| -- Maeva Binchy, The Lilac Bus ©1982 | |
| And in the middle.... |
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Women fly when men aren't watching -- Printed on my favorite sleepshirt |
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| A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman's love, however badly he may have treated her. | |
Sherlock Holmes, "The Adventure of the Musgrave Ritual," The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes, 1894, Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Bimbo: You know, you remind me of my third husband. Mike: Oh yeah? How many times've you been married? Bimbo: Twice. -- from the TV mystery series Mike Hammer |
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I'd lie to you for your love -- A song by the Bellamy Brothers, played often in the OPB. |
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Denniston's law: -- from George Sherman via Tim Rooney. |
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Early on, Queenie saw that girls who used honey to get what they wanted got only what men would have given them anyway. -- Susan Isaacs, Red, White and Blue |
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Testosterone -- Is It Worth It? -- Header, Time Magazine, 4/2000 |
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I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then -- from a country song played in the OPB |
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Son: "When I grow up, I want to be a musician." Father: "I'm sorry -- you can't have it both ways." -- Unknown source, via Art Taber. |
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A lock on the door means the power to think for oneself -- Virgina Woolf. |
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You're a romantic; romantics are always disappointed by marriage. -- RuthAnn, Northern Exposure, |
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... a doctrinal response, either from one of the elders in the group or from one of the debutantes eager to ingratiate herself among those who held that the highest expression of married woman was reasonable submission to man's will. Marriage is the end of woman, one of them would say. And Ada would respond, Indeed. -- Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain |
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"Lie as much as you please," Don Quixote suggested, "but take heed of what you say." -- Miguel de Cervantes, The Adventures of Don Quixote de la Mancha |
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Fellow inmate to Morgan Freeman, finding out that Morgan's petition for parole had been denied: "I know how you feel. I'm up for rejection next week." -- The Shawshank Redemption |
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"My guess is that the Y chromosome of every living man has spent at least one generation in the testis of a warlord . " -- Dr. Bryan Sykes, Oxford geneticist and science adviser to the British House of Commons |
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Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty. It is the common fate of the indolent to see their rights become a prey to the active. The condition upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance; which condition if he break, servitude is at once the consequence of his crime and the punishment of his guilt. --John Philpot Curran: Speech upon the Right of Election, 1790. (Speeches. Dublin, 1808.) |
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There is one safeguard known generally to the wise, which is an advantage and security to all, but especially to democracies as against despots. What is it? Distrust. --Demosthenes: Philippic 2, sect. 24. |
| Of course, it's possible to love a human being -- if you don't know them too well. |
| --Charles Bukowski, writer (1920-1994) |
| Running's not a plan. Running's what you do when a plan fails. |
| -- Tremors |
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She remembered when she was a little girl going out to play with a gang of boys who had turned nasty and thrown stones at her. She had run home to her mother, blood streaming down her face. "I told you not to play with the wrong children," her mother had raged. "Now, see what happens?" And I've never learned my lesson, thought Agatha sadly. I've been playing with the wrong children all my life. --M.C. Beaton, Agatha Raisin and the Wizard of Evesham |
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Being single can be confusing. On the one hand, you sometimes yearn for the simple comfort of companionship; someone to discuss your day with, someone with whom you can celebrate a raise or tax refund, someone who'll commiserate when you're down with a cold. On the other hand, once you get used to being alone (in other words, having everything your way), you have to wonder why you'd ever take on the aggravation of a relationship. -- Sue Grafton, "M" Is for Malice |
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"You know, son, the carnal seems to be another hangup with women. I got a theory. Men and women are different, and I don't just mean in the obvious way. I'm talking sex drive. I figure from the time a fellow knows it's possible, he's raring to go. But the little lady's sex drive peaks later. Probably posthumously." -- Joanne Pence, Cooking Most Deadly. |
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Oh where are the simple joys of maidenhood? -- Joshua Logan's Camelot, 1967. |
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| I was never less alone than when by myself. -Edward Gibbon, historian (1737-1794) |
| A woman had not touched a hand to him with any degree of tenderness in so long that he had come to see himself as another kind of creature altogether from what he had been. It was his lot to bear the penalty of the unredeemed, that tenderness be forevermore denied him and that his life be marked down a dark mistake. -- Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain |
| The silence in my office was linear and dwindling, like an art-perspective exercise. The building was pretty much empty for the night and the occasional faraway drone and jolt of the elevator only added energy to the silence. I sipped a little whiskey. When you thought about it, silence was rarely silent. Silence was the small noises you heard when the larger noises disappeared. -- Robert B. Parker, The Widening Gyre |
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Dear Abby, -- from Dear Abby, contributed by Jeri Walsh. |
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My first attempts to prune made the vines look as though they had passed through a shredder. The canes hung limp and lacked strong structure and definition; they seemed out of balance, as if the branches I had chosen to save did not belong. ... Occasionally I neglected to leave spurs, cleanly snipping off old growth before remembering I should have left a foundation for the future. -- Mas Masumoto, Harvest Son. |
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The Moving Finger writes; and having writ, -- Omar Khayyam, Rubáiyát, Stanza lxxi. |
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I value the physical sensation of sexual intercourse about as highly as I value a piece of plum cake. -- George Bernard Shaw, letter to Laura Ormiston Chant, a social reformer and campaigner against prostitution, 17 November 1894 |
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Fire
is beautiful and we know that if we get too close it will kill us but what does that matter it is better to be happy for a moment and burned up with beauty than to live a long time and be bored all the while. |
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