Quotes of: Book-writing Keyword

What’s furry, has four legs, and meows? My dinner, before I killed and cooked it.

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I’d like touch screens better if they were furry, like cats.

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I wear brown shirts to protect against the combination of coffee and clumsiness. 

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I’m going to Australia. But first I’ve got to put on my swimming suit and stretch.

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I want to get married, but first I’ll have to get a divorce.

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A woman in a box—a great gift for the husband who has everything.

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I have failed, and I should bury my failure. I need a trowel (it was a small failure).

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Forget food for thought. Give me food for my belly.

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I love giving love. The more I give, the more I have to give.

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I put the “now” in knowledge. Well, I will put it there, probably tomorrow or tomorrow’s tomorrow. 

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Scars are proof man isn’t perfect, though constantly getting closer.

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I was so focused on my mistake that I made another mistake during the correction of the initial mistake.

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Love is a peaceful feeling, like a flower hugging a butterfly.

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I notice when you’re gone. Or do I? How can I observe something that isn’t there?

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I own nothing, but at least nothing owns me. Well, besides the bank.

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I’m stronger than a pack of crackers and a pack of midgets, but not the PAC 12. PAC 11, maybe, but not 12.

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Lowkey punchdrunk off this Sangria-sweet love and all it’s prodigious trappings…

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A self without a shelf remains cryptic; a home without books naked.

Unpacking My Library: Writers and Their Books

I am nobody, even if I say I am this or that.

A Very First Book Of Poems: Heartbreak

I’m the answer to her pain. She’s my answer for the need for it.

we were one once: book 2

I’ve never felt remorse before. It’s disgusting.

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