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  • #1
    A.R. Merrydew
    “This is your last chance, and I mean it. Now get me to my ship,’ he told the device. A moment later he vanished from the Grand Plaza, and the mayhem that still continued unabated.”
    A.R. Merrydew, Inara

  • #2
    Max Nowaz
    “The world is full of magic. You’ve just got to learn how to access it.”
    Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

  • #3
    Susan  Rowland
    “She stabbed the earth with her big fork as if she could make Cookie Mac’s blood sprout from it.”
    Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

  • #4
    Hermann Hesse
    “Your soul is the whole world.”
    Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

  • #5
    Wally Lamb
    “Sometimes the closer we got to a situation, the less clear it looked.”
    Wally Lamb We Are Water

  • #6
    Khaled Hosseini
    “Tell your secret to the wind, but don’t blame it for telling the trees.”
    Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

  • #7
    Scott Westerfeld
    “I'm a girl."
    When Deryn opened her eyes, the lady boffin was staring at her with no change of expression.
    "Indeed," she said.
    Deryn's mouth feel open. "You mean you...Did you barking know?"
    "I had no idea at all. But I make it a policy never to appear surprised." Dr. Barlow sighed, staring out the window. "Though on this occasion, it is proving rather more demanding than usual. A girl, you say? And you're quite certain?”
    Scott Westerfeld, Goliath

  • #8
    Rhonda Byrne
    “Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.” Rumi”
    Rhonda Byrne, The Greatest Secret

  • #9
    Boris Pasternak
    “О какая это была любовь, вольная, небывалая, ни на что не похожая! Они думали, как другие напевают.

    Они любили друг друга не из неизбежности, не «опаленные страстью», как это ложно изображают. Они любили друг друга потому, что так хотели все кругом: земля под ними, небо над их головами, облака и деревья. Их любовь нравилась окружающим еще, может быть, больше, чем им самим. Незнакомым на улице, выстраивающимся на прогулке далям, комнатам, в которых они селились и встречались.

    Ах вот это, это вот ведь, и было главным, что их роднило и объединяло! Никогда, никогда, даже в минуты самого дарственного, беспамятного счастья не покидало их самое высокое и захватывающее: наслаждение общей лепкою мира, чувство отнесенности их самих ко всей картине, ощущение принадлежности к красоте всего зрелища, ко всей вселенной.”
    Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago

  • #10
    Steven Decker
    “I’m sorry to tell you that another Dani was found wandering around the time station in our building, confused and disoriented.”
    Steven Decker, The Balance of Time

  • #11
    Max Nowaz
    “Every night I dream a lot. Every day I live a little.”
    Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

  • #12
    Todor Bombov
    “Let’s get to know each other. My name’s William, William More, but you can call me Willy. I’m an engineer-chemist who graduated from MIT. So . . . but you’re all alike to me . . . of course, you would be . . . you’re robots. And all your names are that sort of, um . . . codes, technical numbers . . . I need some marker where I can pick you out. Well, well, to you I’ll call . . .,” and Willy pondered for a moment, “Gumball, yes, Gumball! Do you mind?” “No, sir, actually no,” CSE-TR-03 said, agreeing with its new given name. “Ah, that’s wonderful. And then you’re Darwin,” Willy said, accosting the second robot. “Look what a nice name—Darwin! What do you say, eh?” “What can I say, sir? I like it,” CSE-TR-02 agreed too. “Yes, a human name with a past . . . You and Gumball . . . are from the same family, the Methanesons!” “It turns out thus, sir,” Darwin confirmed its family belonging. “And you’re like Larry. You’re Larry. Do you know that?” More addressed the next robot in line. “Yes, sir, just now I learned that,” the third robot said, accepted its name as well.”
    Todor Bombov, Homo Cosmicus 2: Titan: A Science Fiction Novel

  • #13
    Michael G. Kramer
    “The Minister of Army answered, “Bob, I thought that you would have been an astute and clever enough a politician to think of this yourself, but seeing how you have asked me, I suggest that you wait until eight in the night on Thursday 29/April/1965 to announce that Australia will send the First Battalion Royal Australian Regiment to fight in South Vietnam. By you waiting until the evening of 29/April/1965 to announce this in Parliament, the labour opposition leader of Arthur Caldwell and his deputy leader of Gough Whitlam should be absent, as will be most of the entire parliament, because the following day is the beginning of a long week-
    end. You are legally not required to give advanced warning to the house, so you can easily get away with this!”
    Michael G. Kramer, A Gracious Enemy & After the War Volume One

  • #14
    “Ferret took out a folded scrap of paper and passed it to him.
    'My guy Ben doesn't know where the other club is, but the girls are being shipped in from here, a rehab centre in Newtonville.'
    'What's this other place called?' Tazeem asked as he slipped the scrap of paper into his pocket.
    'The place is just known as The Club. But the behind-the-scenes bit that only the real big spenders get to see, there's no official name, 'cause officially it doesn't exist, that's know as The Zombie Room.”
    R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

  • #15
    Sara Pascoe
    “Maybe we can politely ignore each other forever? I think that's the mature thing to do.”
    Sara Pascoe, Weirdo: 'Intense, also BRILLIANT, funny and forensically astute.' Marian Keyes

  • #16
    William Gibson
    “Five hours' New York jet lag and Cayce Pollard wakes in Camden Town to the dire and ever-circling wolves of disrupted circadian rhythm.”
    William Gibson, Pattern Recognition

  • #17
    Henri Charrière
    “Reader — supposing this book has readers some day — I am not clever and I don't possess the vivid style, the living power, that is needed to describe this immense feeling of self-respect — no, of rehabilitation, or even a new life. This figurative baptism, this bath of cleanliness, this raising of me above filth I had sunk in, this way of bringing me overnight face to face with true responsibility, quite simply changed my whole being. I had been a convict, a man who could hear his chains even when he was free and who always felt that someone was watching over him; I had been all the things that had urged me to become a marked, evil man, dangerous at all times, superficially docile yet terribly dangerous when he broke out: but all this had vanished — disappeared as though by magic. Thank you Mr. Bowen, barrister in His Majesty's courts of law, thank you for having made another man of me in so short a time!”
    Henri Charrière, Papillon

  • #18
    Ken Kesey
    “The most work he did on [the urinals] was to run a brush once or twice apiece, singing some song as loud as he could in time to the swishing brush; then he'd splash in some Clorox and he'd be through. ... And when the Big Nurse...came in to check McMurphy's cleaning assignment personally, she brought a little compact mirror and she held it under the rim of the bowls. She walked along shaking her head and saying, "Why, this is an outrage... an outrage..." at every bowl. McMurphy sidled right along beside her, winking down his nose and saying in answer, "No; that's a toilet bowl...a TOILET bowl.”
    Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

  • #19
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual,
    only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain. If you can't lick 'em, join 'em. If it hurts, repeat it. But to praise despair is to condemn delight, to embrace violence is to lose hold of everything else.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas

  • #20
    John Stuart Mill
    “What is now called the nature of women is an eminently artificial thing—the result of forced repression in some directions, unnatural stimulation in others.”
    John Stuart Mill, The Subjection of Women



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