
My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly.
– Suzanne Finnamore
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- She feels the anger quiet into a briny resentment. The bitterness floats like an inkblot in her mind’s eye. – Hala Alyan
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- The problem was I always took the blame. But he was wrong. But I thought me taking the blame could fix it. – Dominic Riccitello
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- Love doesn’t measure that way… you may blame me for your feelings, but it isn’t fair to blame me for how you’ve chosen to behave. – Kristin Cashore
- You think that if you blame, you will then be free of those problems, but blame cements you to your problems. – Bryant McGill
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- When in doubt about who’s to blame. Blame the English. – Craig Ferguson
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- Society is like a stew. If you don’t stir it up every once in a while then a layer of scum floats to the top. – Edward Abbey
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- I find peace where the sun kissed leaves dance in the melody of the cool breeze that floats through the air. – Saim Cheeda
- In starlit nights I saw you,So cruelly you kissed me.Your lips a magic world,Your sky all hung with jewels.The killing moonWill come too – Echo and the Bunnymen
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- One’s dignity may be assaulted, vandalized and cruelly mocked, but it can never be taken away unless it is surrendered. – Michael J Fox
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- Hope floats but effort propels. – Rob Liano
- Silence itself could be used as deftly and cruelly as a kire – Frances Hardinge
- Cloud root beer floats and moon grilled cheeses. But their favorite food is stardust. – Michelle Cuevas
- …summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows… – John Geddes
