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Brad Barkley

"Any more questions?" I ask, poking him gently in the ribs. "Do you still love me any?" Eliot asks, putting his hand over mine. "A little." "A little?" he asks, pulling away from me. "A lot." "How much?" he asks. "More than chocolate chip cookies." "Mmm" he says, kissing my shoulder. "More than walking on the beach." Eliot kisses me on the neck. "More than . . ." I pause, turning to look at him. "More than?" he asks, kissing my lips. I turn toward him. "Anything."

-- Brad Barkley

#Beach Quotes #Kissing Quotes #Hands Quotes

“Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what precious gifts they would ever get.”
“He found it so easy and so pleasant to cry that he didnâ€™t try to stop for a while, until he realized he was forcing his sobs a little, exaggerating their depth with unnecessary shudders. â€¦ The whole point of crying is to quit before you coined it up. The whole point of grief itself was to cut it out while it was still honest, while it still meant something. Because the thing was so easily corrupted”
“If each photograph steals a bit of the soul, isn't it possible that I give up pieces of mine every time I take a picture?”

Source : "Picture of the week: Women, by Richard Avedon" by Hannah Booth, www.theguardian.com. September 20, 2013.
“To achieve world government, it is necessary to remove from the minds of men, their individualism, loyalty to family traditions, national patriotism and religious dogmas.”
“The Irishman frees himself from slavery when he realizes the truth that the capitalist system is the most foreign thing in Ireland. The Irish question is a social question. The whole age-long fight of the Irish people against their oppressors resolves itself in the last analysis into a fight for the mastery of the means of life, the sources of production, in Ireland. Who would own and control the land? The people, or the invaders; and if the invaders, which set of them - the most recent swarm of land thieves, or the sons of the thieves of a former generation?”
“My serve has killed a small dog ... I'm joking, I'm joking! The dog was huge!”
“What relief! What comfort! What joy! Those laden with transgressions and sorrows and sin may be forgiven and cleansed and purified if they will return to their Lord, learn of him, and keep his commandments”
“The urge to gamble is so universal and its practice so pleasurable that I assume it must be evil.”

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