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“   In 1658, Francis Andrew Ransome stole the Alchemy Scroll from St. Julian’s college, my present employer. Ransome was a member of a transatlantic group called The Invisible College. They were alchemists, meaning they worked with matter and spirit together.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

“Remove the comma, replace the comma, remove the comma, replace the comma...”
― R.D. Ronald

“Love Has Neither Time Nor Distance”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“Trust me. You have to trust me.”
― Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

“Nothing’s further from the truth; it was just a line to hook you.”
― Max Nowaz, The Polymorph

“Welcome back to Faeryland, your Majesty," said the elder man.”
― J.L. Marrain, The Gridd: Perils of the Lightholder

“The blazing trail of innovation and progress, which often erupted with blazing explosions, had forged a strong nation, hardening it like steel to become the towering pillar of liberty and ultimate beacon of hope for all mankind.”
― Rich DiSilvio, A Blazing Gilded Age

“The sky was stark, stale, and gray. The air, cold.”
― Jennifer Wizbowski, Poinsettia Girl: The Story of Agata della Pieta

“Atom, all life and reality as we know it is created by consciousness… your dream made it probable that we would find life,”
― Joseph A. Anderson, Eden 2:b

“This statement of the jurors’ sense of justice may be the most succinct and forthright declaration of white privilege and racial paternalism I have ever heard.”
― George Critchlow, The Lifer and the Lawyer: A Story of Punishment, Penitence, and Privilege

“A brand that feels human earns something no algorithm can replicate: trust”
― Warren Kornblum, Notes from the Brand Stand: Thoughts on Emotional Branding from Someone Who Has Fought for Consumer Attention and Won

“What is love, for God's sake, if not the most distilled obsession?”
― Tim O'Brien, Tomcat in Love

“The eye turned to the fire gave back no light and he closed it with his thumb and sat by her and put his hand upon her bloodied forehead and closed his own eyes that he could see her running in the mountains, running in the starlight where the grass was wet and the sun's coming as yet had not undone the rich matrix of creatures passed in the night before her. Deer and hare and dove and groundvole all richly empaneled on the air for her delight, all nations of the possible world ordained by God of which she was one among and not separate from. Where she ran the cries of the coyotes clapped shut as if a door had closed upon them and all was fear and marvel. He took up her stiff head out of the leaves and held it or he reached to hold what cannot be held, what already ran among the mountains at once terrible and of great beauty, like flowers that feed on flesh. What blood and bone are made of but can themselves not make on any altar nor by any wound of war. What we may well believe has power to cut and shape and hollow out the dark form of the world surely if wind can, if rain can. But which cannot be held never be held and is no flower but is swift and a huntress and the wind itself is in terror of it and the world cannot lose it.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Crossing

“The class of people to which Nakamura-san belonged came, therefore, to be called by a more neutral name, “hibakusha”—literally, “explosion-affected persons.”
― John Hersey, Hiroshima

“Una chica puede casarse con cualquiera cuando tiene dieciocho años. Pero cuando a formado su carácter, aceptar la realidad e un hombre tiene que parecer insufrible.”
― Helen Fielding, Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason

“I've never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. The pain is like an axe that chops my heart. ”
― Yann Martel, Life of Pi