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“No evil ever came from a woman’s womb that wasn’t placed there first by a man.’... Tantie Neptune, Lucifer s Key by Charles A. Cornell, due 2013”

— Charles A. Cornell, Share via Whatsapp

“ One cannot be a mother without first being a person; family, husband, and children should not be allowed, as is so often the case, to steal a woman’s selfhood and her dreams. Mother to Sherlock, Mycroft, and Enola Holmes by author Nancy Springer”

— Vannessagrace, Share via Whatsapp

“The young all have the same dream: to save the world. Some quickly forget this dream, convinced that there are more important things to do, like having a family, earning money, traveling, and learning a foreign language. Others, though, decide that it really is possible to make a difference in society and to shape the world we will hand on to future generations.”

— Paulo Coelho, The Winner Stands Alone, Share via Whatsapp

“My life is hard. No one would rob me of that. The clothes I am wearing came out of a knotted up black plastic trash bag from a resale shop downtown. And not the downtown where shiny cars wink at you in the sunlight. If a car winks at you in this area it’s being driven by a person you would be best to avoid. My side of downtown is crumbling and skirted by chain link fences. --Rocky Evans”

— Gwenn Wright, Filter, Share via Whatsapp

“This is what people were looking at all day? How embarrassing! I looked like Quasimodo! My guests were exceptional actors.”

— Cameo Renae, In My Dreams, Share via Whatsapp

“Bodies’, she said. ‘Lots of them’. She glanced over her shoulder to where Sally was hidden, then back to Nathan, and whispered. ‘Small ones’.”

— Barry Kirwan, When the children come, Share via Whatsapp

“ALWAYS KEEP YOUR DREAMS ALIVE”

— Patricia Smith, Share via Whatsapp

“Bisogna essere un umano per preferire le altre razze alla propria. Per quel che mi riguarda, non c è niente che possa preferire agli esseri che mi sono simili. Era questa la nota stonata, nell uomo dagli occhi invetriati. Odiava i suoi simili come se stesso.”

— Wajdi Mouawad, Anima, Share via Whatsapp

“It’s fashion. No one really gets along.”

— Amina Akhtar, #FashionVictim, Share via Whatsapp

“L umano è un corridoio stretto, bisogna andarci dentro per sperare di conoscerlo. Bisogna avanzare nel buio, sentire gli odori di tutti gli animali morti, udire gli urli, i pianti e lo stridore di denti. Bisogna camminare, affondare le zampe in una melma di sangue e risalire lungo il filo d oro abbandonato lì dall umano stesso, quando non era altro che infanzia e non aveva nessun tetto sulla testa a impedire il volo dei suoi pensieri. Animale fra gli animali, non conosceva ancora la sofferenza. L umano è un corridoio e ogni umano piange il suo cielo scomparso.”

— Wajdi Mouawad, Anima, Share via Whatsapp

“Diamond heists, romance & intrigue feature in Stella di Mare.”

— Patricia Bellomo, Share via Whatsapp

“Debut author Elisabeth Scott knocked it out of the park with Thirteen Scars! This riveting romantic suspense gripped me from page one and never let up. The plot was filled with twists and turns and kept me guessing until the very end.”

— Katherine Hawthorne, Share via Whatsapp

“You’ve enlarged your original mission parameters. That’s what happens in war.”

— Barry Kirwan, When the children come, Share via Whatsapp

“Attractive, blonde, skinny, a little slutty, and… well, I kind of talked to her about you. She’s already keen. You should be able to slide straight into second base.’ Mags laughed again. Nathan didn’t. It had been a while. And then some. He glanced over to the wardrobe. Maybe the dark blue shirt.”

— Barry Kirwan, When the children come, Share via Whatsapp

“He knew what he was doing – justifying an atrocity. But in war, that’s what always happened. Your red lines – those you swore to defend at all costs when you signed up – shifted, until finally none worth fighting for remained. PTSD wasn’t just about what happened to you; it was about what you did.”

— Barry Kirwan, When the children come, Share via Whatsapp

“Two rapid shots were fired; the first shot directed at the woman, and the other shot to her companion.”

— Behcet Kaya, Murder on the Naval Base, Share via Whatsapp

“The stories we tell each other about our lives are like snow globes. We shake the facts of what happened in our minds, then watch and wait while the pieces settle into fiction. If we don t like the way the pieces fall, we just shake the story again, until it looks how we want it to.”

— Alice Feeney, I Know Who You Are, Share via Whatsapp