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“God, He didn't write the scripts for the puny little players down
here.
We wrote them ourselves-with each day we lived, each word we spoke,
each thought we etched on our brains. And Momma had written her
script, too.
And a sorry one it was.”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

“He had the ruthlessness of uninterrupted success.”
― Barbara W. Tuchman