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“Rachael, I don鈥檛 think this is a very good idea.鈥� Adam tried to protest and break away, but it was too late. She had a good hold on him by now, and he was going nowhere.
鈥淣ot bad for a little man like you,鈥� she said. 鈥淭here seems to be something different about you lately.鈥� Rachael smiled.”
― Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

“You stand there, braced. Cloud shadows race over the buff rock stacks as a projected film, casting a queasy, mottled ground rash. The air hisses and it is no local breeze but the great harsh sweep of wind from the turning of the earth. The wild country--indigo jags of mountain, grassy plain everlasting, tumbled stones like fallen cities, the flaring roll of sky--provokes a spiritual shudder. It is like a deep note that cannot be heard but is felt, it is like a claw in the gut...
...Other cultures have camped here a while and disappeared. Only earth and sky matter. Only the endlessly repeated flood of morning light. You begin to see that God does not owe us much beyond that.”
― Annie Proulx, Close Range: Wyoming Stories

“Livin' is like pourin' water out of a tumbler into a dang Coca-Cola bottle. If'n you skeered you can't do it, you cain't. If'n you say to yourself, "By dang, I can do it!" then, by dang, you won't slosh a drop.”
― Olive Ann Burns, Cold Sassy Tree

“You lived in constant anxiety and dread, and these emotions eventually became the neurotic ingredients of your character. (I am sure it鈥檚 why you later drank and did drugs, trying to soothe yourself.) This high-level stress made it impossible for you to think or study or play or dream or learn or concentrate or remember anything. You could not relax. You did not sleep.”
― V (formerly Eve Ensler), The Apology