445 Quotes About Prose
- Author Zack Grey
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I love it when you're silent with mebut my worry sets inwhen you're silent at me
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- Author Lang Leav
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I look for you, the way I was taught to look both ways when crossing the road. Uptight and wary, bracing myself for something I know could break me.
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- Author Katrina Leno
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I don't know anything about plants, Janie. I'm sorry.And Jane knew the I'm sorry meant two specific things:I'm sorry I don't know anything about plants.andI'm sorry for whatever's going on between us.
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- Author audre lorde
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Perhaps for some of you here today, I am the face of one of your fears. Because I am woman, because I am Black, because I am lesbian, because I am myself - a Black woman warrior poet doing my work - come to ask you, are you doing yours?
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- Author Lang Leav
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I understand that I am both the architect and the tenant of my destruction. I can feel it so acutely like an ache in my chest, knowing ultimately that I am locked into a chain of events that I cannot stop, an outcome I cannot alter, feeling at once helpless yet hopelessly awed by the power of my part in this beautiful, brutal expression of the Universe.
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- Author Alexandre Dumas
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The night was shining with stars. They were at the top of the Montee de Villedjuif, on the plateau from which Paris is a dark sea shimmering with millions of lights like phosphorescent waves; and waves they are, more thunderous, more passionate, more shifting, more furious and more greedy than those of the stormy ocean, waves which never experience the tranquility of a vast sea, but constantly pound together, ever foaming and engulfing everything!
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- Author Xayaat Muhummed
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my mother thinks i’m a living proof of cultural appropriationbut aren’t i a foreigner in my own countryan outsiderbut only on the inside
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- Author Thomas Pynchon
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She walked in on soft, elegant chaos, an impression of emanations, mutually interfering, from the stub-antennas of everybody's exposed nerve endings.
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- Author John Osborne
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She must have achieved almost exactly what she wanted: a nice Early Night, a nice Early Life. It was certainly easy, easy and empty of spirit. She personified the terrible sin of sloth at its most paltry. Not the sloth of despair in the face of God. Despair would be like staying up spiritually too late.
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