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“Death would have to wait a while longer for another soul to feed upon.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“I felt euphorically twisted. I turned him over, so he lay on his stomach, and I drank his blood, licking and sucking where the knife protruded out of his neck. I closed my eyes, trying to get inside his mind through his blood as he died and his spirit transcended not to heaven, but to hell.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“The naked body of the female consort illustrates freedom from the obscuration of conceptual symbols. As an illustration of unchanging great bliss endowed with the sixteen joys, she appears in the form of a youthful, sixteen-year-old girl. Her hair hangs loose, showing the unlimited way that wisdom expands impartially out of basic space. She is adorned with five bone ornaments. Of these, the ring at the top of her head symbolizes the wisdom of the basic space of phenomena [dharmadhātu], while her bone necklace represents the wisdom of equality. Her earrings stand for discerning wisdom, her bracelets for mirrorlike wisdom, and her belt for all-accomplishing wisdom. Illustrating the unity of calm abiding and insight, her secret space is joined in union.”
― Getse Mahapandita, Deity Mantra and Wisdom: Development Stage Meditation in Tibetan Buddhist Tantra

“If we {Federalists] must have an enemy at the head of government, let it be one whom we can oppose, and for whom we are not responsible, who will not involve our party in the disgrace of his foolish and bad measures. Under Adams as under Jefferson, the government shall sink. The party in the hands of whose chief it shall sink will sink with it—and the advantage will be all on the side of his adversaries.”
― Alexander Hamilton, The Politics Presidents Make: Leadership from John Adams to Bill Clinton

“2020 was the year we all regressed back to the 1800’s and became fearful of killer viruses.”
― Steven Magee

“The COVID-19 world is on its way back to the 1800’s, when people were fearful of germs and viruses.”
― Steven Magee

“Cuyahoga,�� Susanna said softly to herself as she picked up her one small bag and prepared to follow Samson and Harriet to the shore. She liked the sound of it. It flowed like a place name from a piece of poetry.”
― Sarah Brazytis