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“She needed to get out of there. Her brains, thankfully, were still safely in her skull, but her emotions were splattered on the pavement.”
― Francine Pascal, Sam

“Take your own route, not the route everyone is using or taking. Create your own way; there is always traffic on the common route.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, 101 Keys To Everyday Passion

“He was dropped under a streetlamp, the only person left on the bus. A patch of mauled light. Gritty pavement, scarred with a million cigarette burns. Weeds and spit and oil. Place like this, the only glitter was the knife just before it sank in. Place like this, there wasn't any gold.”
― Rupert Thomson, The Five Gates of Hell

“من أهم صفات القاهرة أنها مدينة بلا أرصفة .. أنها مدينة تدعو الناس إلى أن يتحولوا إلى أبراصا تمشي على الجدران”
― أنيس منصور, معذبون فى كل أرض

“The road to success is paved with the hot asphalt of failure.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“The path of destiny is not always paved smooth with gold.”
― A.J. Darkholme, Rise of the Morningstar

“إذا كانت القاهرة مدينة الألف مئذنة فهي مدينة الرصيف الواحد”
― أنيس منصور, معذبون فى كل أرض

“Do what is uncommon; do it in the uncommon way”
― Israelmore Ayivor, 101 Keys To Everyday Passion

“And at the same time I was careful not to step on any of the cracks. "Bears," I exclaimed merrily �� being practically impossible to hoodwink and simultaneously doing one of my nifty little dances, nifty and artistic, "bears, look at me walking in just the squares!" I believe that on the second occasion somebody actually heard me �� yes, and saw me, too! Oh, Lordy Moses!”
― Stephen Benatar, Wish Her Safe at Home

“Why's the pavement on this chard tart all green?" my mother asks. She's never trusted me and probably thinks I've let it go moldy. "Because I've put chopped dill and chives in it. It looks better and it makes it lighter too." My father spits it out. He doesn't like herbs. He thinks they're for girls and for cattle. My mother's the only person I know who calls a pie crust a pavement. I think it's sweet and can pardon her the offense. Has she forgiven me mine? The raw tuna marinated in cébette onions is a success I regret. It cost a fortune and it's so easy to do it's soulless. It's the sea they should be thanking, not me. My own vanity is intoxicating. I've made the decision: no more raw fish.”
― Agnès Desarthe, Chez Moi: A Novel

“The falls will come and I will lay prostrate on the cold hard pavement. But will I call the pavement a part of the journey to another place, or will I see the journey as ending in that place?”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“You can’t walk a road that you never chose to pave.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough