'Nanny Ogg looked under her bed in case there was a man there. Well, you never knew your luck.' Terry Pratchett, 'Lords and ladies'
The men in the room suddenly realized that they didn't want to know her better. She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close. And as she held her sword, she smiled like a knife. Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman, 'Good omens'
I will tell everybody off. and walk down to the end of the road and make swans out of the blackbirds and lions out of berry leaves. Charles Bukowski
There is no such thing as an individual, we are just a collection of each other’s influence on each other. Matt Bellamy, Muse
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