Being best is a false goal, you have to measure success on your own terms.

Why do you have to be the same as the others? ...Most of them are stupid.

for me to help him,” said Dorothea, ardently. “You have quite made up your mind, I see. Well, my dear, the fact is, I have a letter for you in my pocket.” Mr. Brooke handed the letter to Dorothea, but as she rose to go away, he added, “There is not too much

Nice bra.” “Israeli,” said Heidi. She looked around, taking in the contents of the room. “Jesus Christ,” she said. “The wallpaper’s like Hendrix’s pants.” “I think it’s satin.” Vertically striped, in green, burgundy, ecru, and black.

Written By William Gibson

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