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“Feminism,” cried Deborah, “is about making life better for everyone.”

Thaddeus Crewes,  Crowded Evil World.

Let’s see if I can cover this.  Our ancestors bequeath to us the greatest way of life in human history.  And now we condemn them for not being nice enough, we declare ourselves to be morally superior to them, and we piddle away our inheritance stupidly.

Jackson Currothers III,   The View From the Cauldron.

It is almost worth putting up with cubism in its various stages in order to arrive at Kurt Schwitters of the twenties and thirties.

Crispin Trove,  The Viewer as Pest.

On the shelf above stood a jar full of old keys, and then there was what Roger referred to as “phantom” first editions of Tristram Shandy….

Gareth Spence,  She Braved All.

“Tearing up old photographs.  Into pieces. Witness that, old boy, and you will have seen something.”

Myrtle Mawby,  Cabinets and Drawers, a Novel.

When things go bad, Evans is tempted to ask himself, “What would Trotsky do?”

Stephanie Biggers,  Cat Farming in Nigeria.

“Writing is an act of courage,” announced a broadly smiling Caroline.  “Only one act?” whispered George.

Burdyce Goode,  Wonderful With Dogs.

“If you are going to break the law,” said Milo, “the best advice is to go big.“

Diana Moone,  Living Well.

“Fish are brain food,” said the old Captain, somewhat incongruously.

Tristan Holyoke,  A Tree Full of Monkeys.

“Watch me sparkle,” said the pretty young thing, her face almost filling the screen.  This was not said with actual words, of course.  But with that look of hers.  That special look.

Timothy Waldo,  The Important Things.