That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, … - Margaret Atwood

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If all the members of a team have synchronized their energy and they have all subordinated their egos to success of the team, then we have a functioning unit. If we have a lot of hotshots who want attention, you won't really play that well.

Margaret Atwood

That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before.

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Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.

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When we're young, we like happy endings. When we're a little older, we think happy endings are unrealistic and so we prefer bad but credible endings. When we're older still, we realize happy endings aren't so bad after all.

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If he wants to be an asshole, it's a free country. Millions before him have made the same life choice.

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Time has not stood still. It has washed over me, washed me away, as if I'm nothing more than a woman of sand, left by a careless child too near the water.

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I hope that people will finally come to realize that there is only one 'race' - the human race - and that we are all members of it.

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