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It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

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I recently forced myself to read a book on quantum physics, just to try and learn something new. I was confused by the middle of the first sentence and it all went downhill from there. The only thing I can remember learning is that a parallel universe can theoretically be contained on the head of a needle. I don't really know what that means, but I am now more careful handling needles. ↗

— Stephan Pastis

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It was hot, the night we burned Chrome. ↗

— William Gibson

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At last, the luminous match was struck and the day was lit. ↗

— Dorit Rabinyan

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I AM A COWARD. ↗

— Elizabeth Wein

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This is how it feels to die: It starts from outside and works its way in. ↗

— Sarah Wylie

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Five hours' New York jet lag and Cayce Pollard wakes in Camden Town to the dire and ever-circling wolves of disrupted circadian rhythm. ↗

— William Gibson

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Intermittently she caught the gist of his sentences and supplied the rest from her subconscious, as one picks up the striking of a clock in the middle with only the rhythm of the first uncounted strokes lingering in the mind. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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I bear a deep red stain that runs from my left shoulder down to my right hip, a trail left by the herbwitch's poison that my mother used to try to expel me from her womb. ↗

— R.L. LaFevers

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CLARE: The library is cool and smells like carpet cleaner, although all I can see is marble. ↗

— Audrey Niffenegger

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