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“Mornings after sucked. Walks of shame were a necessary evil, but that didn’t mean I enjoyed shimmying back into the same trollop togs twice. I picked glitter out of my hair, then straightened my sequined top. I was officially decommissioning it. Multiple washings never quite managed to remove the lingering aura of bad decisions I made while wearing party clothes. My philosophy? Cross my fingers and hope for the most bang for the bucks spent later on new outfits.”

“Mornings at 300 Fox Way were fearful, jumbled things. Elbows in sides and lines for the bathroom and people snapping over tea bags placed into cups that already had tea bags in them. There was school for Blue and work for some of the more productive (or less intuitive) aunts. Toast got burned, cereal went soggy, the refrigerator door hung open and expectant for minutes at a time. Keys jingled as car pools were hastily decided.”

“Mornings at Blackwater" For years, every morning, I drank from Blackwater Pond. It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt, the feet of ducks. And always it assuaged me from the dry bowl of the very far past. What I want to say is that the past is the past, and the present is what your life is, and you are capable of choosing what that will be, darling citizen. So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life.”

“Moronation Street (Sonnet 1013) Nationalism is modern cannibalism, As such nationalism is terrorism. Royalty is an act of crime, Obsessive Bloodline Disorder is clinical barbarism. Character and excellence are the measure of life, Not some cavemen constructs of blood and borders. When the I disappears and the world appears, That's when the animal disappears and the human appears. Fundamentalism is the antithesis of religion, For religion oughta bring inclusion not division. Nationalism is the desecration of a nation's humane identity, Each nation's security is predicated on collective ascension. Enough with the coronation of morons - enough with moronation! Beyond blood and border await the streets of civilization.”

“Morozko shot the fire a glance and it leaped up, roaring. Vasya gratefully sank down onto her heap of boughs and warmed her hands. "Will you teach me to do magic, too?" she asked him. "To make fire with my eyes?" The fire flared sudden and harsh on the bones of Morozko's face. "There is no such things as magic" "But you just —" "Things are or they are not, Vasya," he interrupted. "If you want something, it means you do not have it, it means you do not believe it is there, which means that it will never be there. The fire is or it is not. That which you call magic is simply not allowing the world to be other than as you will it.”

“Morpheus grunts, low in his chest. “I am not going to wait around and play second fiddle to Jebediah while your mortal side grows to understand and trust me.” “You’re not second best. You and I get to have forever. Forever . Jeb has one life. It’s only fair I spend it with him.” I dance around the truth, as close as I’m willing to get. “ Fair? All this time, he’s been with you during your waking hours. I’ve ever only had you in your dreams. I want you in reality. I’ve waited for what feels like a thousand years already. It is time for our forever to begin.””

“Morpheus puts an arm around me. “You’re all right, blossom,” he says, his mouth at my ear. “Can you drive?” I nod and sniffle. “Good.” He scoots back to his seat, then grabs my chin to force me to look at him. “Next time, I expect you to figure a way out. A netherling way.” My tears gather around his hand, smudging his fingers with makeup. “You didn’t leave me,” I utter in disbelief. “I thought you would leave me.” He releases my face and looks out the opposite window while rubbing his hand on his jeans to wipe off my mascara. “Nonsense. I stayed for the car.””

“Morphlabs is excited about the OpenStack release of Essex. We believe that this release positions OpenStack to become the foundation for next generation dynamic cloud infrastructure. We are building a fully-converged private platform around Essex, leveraging best-of-breed cloud building blocks to deliver a high-performance, flexible solution. This release marks a major a proof point of OpenStack’s commitment to open community development and pluggable APIs, which benefits the entire cloud ecosystem.”

“Morrer é quando há um espaço a mais na mesa afastando as cadeiras para disfarçar, percebe-se o desconforto da ausência porque o quadro mais à esquerda e o aparador mais longe, sobretudo o quadro mais à esquerda e o buraco do primeiro prego, em que a moldura não se fixou, à vista, fala-se de maneira diferente esperando uma voz que não chega, come-se de maneira diferente, deixando uma porção na travessa de que ninguém se serve, os cotovelos vizinhos deixam de impedir os nossos e faz-nos falta que impeçam os nossos”

“Morrie.. had developed his own culture - long before he got sick. He read books to find new ideas for his classes, visited with colleagues, kept up with old students, wrote letters to distant friends. He took more time eating and looking at nature.. He had created a cocoon of human activities - conversation, interaction, affection - and it filled his life like an overflowing soup bowl.”

“Morrigan moved across the room as if she were floating. “I will acknowledge your anger, Aerric, but only for a moment. The others will lead the charge against the fledglings, but I want you to track Liam and report back to me directly. How many Sluagh did you take out today?” I shook my head. “Five total, but with all due respect, Goddess, I am going to need a bit more of an explanation as to why the love of my life is lying here before me, alive and well, when she was supposed to have died two centuries ago.”