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If you was my wife, she say, I'd cover you up with kisses stead of licks, and work hard for you too.

Alice Walker, The Color Purple

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"The fine bird selects its tree and the wise servant chooses his master. He who meets a worthy master and lets him go is a fool."

Luo Guanzhong, The Three Kingdoms, Vol. 1: The Sacred Oath

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"Death is a debt we all have to pay."

Magnus Magnusson (trans.), Njal's Saga

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overhead a moon and wilderness of stars here and there clouds and mist this universe is enormous my road goes on and on.

Du Fu, Leaving Qinzhou

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"The Earth was broken. Too much taking for too damn long, so she finally broke. But she went out like a wild horse, bucking off as much as she could before lying down."

Cheri Dimaline, The Marrow Thieves

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What more does one ask of life, really, but to stagger from moment to moment with a reason to wake and wait for the next reason to wake?

Gregory Maguire, Mirror Mirror

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If I could do girlhood again, I'd ask to be scarier. Less whimpering--more pyromaniac urges, more flirting with kerosene.

Sally Wen Mao, Drop-kick Aria

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Grief does not have a colour. It does not have a name, a language, or a nationality. But it has a texture--the smell of ash, the taste of tears.

Rati Mehrotra, Vetala

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"You certainly don't sound as if you've been in love. You tell me to give up. But that's no longer in my power."

Menander, The Dyskolos

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A woman is a turtle, a fish, a canoe. A woman is an island. A woman is the only thing between me and drowning.

Kōtuku Titihuia Nuttall, Tahou

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Strange . . . that fire hurts to the touch. Fire gives light. Shouldn’t the darkness hurt instead? Hell ought to be pure darkness. Nothingness.

Ottessa Moshfegh, Lapvona

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Worse Even than your maddening Song, your silence.

Sylvia Plath, Lorelei

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"Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief."

William Shakespeare, Hamlet

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Fields of lavender surround the cloister-- armies of bees and the young spring buzz above them, and, slowly, golden heedfulness is born.

Adam Zagajewski, Sénanque

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Too much light will blind you and too much water will drown you. It is a danger to accept anything real from another person, to know something of them. A person has to be careful about the voices they listen to, the faces they let themselves see.

Catherine Lacey, Pew

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My brain's wired this way--fleeting happiness and snagging anxiety.

Trang Thanh Tran, She is a Haunting

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"People underestimate the freckled."

Helen Oyeyemi, Boy, Snow, Bird