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      <title>Best Quote So Far (3 Even) by Elizabeth Morris</title>
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      <pubDate>2016-12-06 13:41:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>from The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen</title>
         <author>elizabeth_morris</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"While I did not believe this, my character, the good captain, did, and as the actor playing this role I had to sympathize with this man.  But most actors spent more time with their masks off than on, whereas in my case it was the reverse.  No surprise, then, that sometimes I dreamed of trying to pull a mask off my face, only to realize that the mask was my face."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 13:43:44 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alchemist</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The Soul of the World is nourished by happiness. And also unhappiness, envy and jealousy. To realize ones's destiny is a person's only real obligation. All things are one. When you want something, all of the universe conspires in helping you achieve it." -King Melchizedek</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:12:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams </title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142035836</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Go to the movies, go! Don't think about us, a mother deserted, an unmarried sister who's crippled and has no job! Don't let anything interefere with your selfish pleasure! Just go, go, go-to the movies!"</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:12:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Leaving Time- Jodi Picoult</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036030</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Sometimes I think of my life as two train cars hitched together at the moment of my mother's disappearance--but when I try to see how they connect there's a jarring on the track that jerks my head back around. I know that I used to be a girl whose hair was strawberry blond, who ran around like a wild thing while my mother took endless notes about the elephants. Now I'm a kid who is too serious for her age and too smart for her own good. " </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:13:07 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>from Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King</title>
         <author>3086879</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036210</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Rich people can be generous, even the ones with bloodcurdling political views can be generous, but most believe in generosity on their own terms, and underneath (not so deep, either), they’re always afraid someone is going to steal their presents and eat their birthday cake.”</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:13:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Last Town on Earth by Thomas Mullen</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036291</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Now they were expected to walk with a heavy step and newfound power through their neighborhoods. In every other part of the city, however, they were still expected to vanish, or worse."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:13:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036304</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Now, having returned to France for the first time since being arrested and shipped to prison in Andorra, Silas could feel his homelahd testing him, dragging violent memories from his redeemed soul.&nbsp;<em>You have been reborn,</em> he reminded himself. His service to God today had required the sin of murder, and it was a sacrifice Silas knew he would have to hold silently in his heart for all eternity.<br><em>The measure of your faith is the measure of pain you can endure, </em>the Teacher had told him, Silas was no stranger to pain and felt&nbsp;eager to prove himself to the Teacher, the one who had assured him his actions were ordained by a higher power. "</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:13:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Dragon Factory by Jonathan Maberry</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036539</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I poured a cup of coffee from a pot that smelled like it had been brewing since last month.&nbsp;<br>"Please tell me we're ready to roll," I said. "I feel the strong need for some recreational violence."<br>"Switch to decaf." Hu murmured distractedly. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:14:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Blood Sport by A.J. Carella</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036755</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>" "Deputy Carver, need I remind you that a child has been found, severely beaten, and that othe children may be at risk. Right now," the steel in his voice had the desired effect and Jason dropped his head, "I'll thank you to keep your thoughts about my private life to yourself and concentrate on your job. Understood?" "</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:14:53 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dead Until Dark by Charlaine Harris</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036821</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Life begins at night" </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:15:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>After You</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036835</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>“The only way to avoid being left behind was to start moving.”</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:15:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alphabet Weekends by Elizabeth Noble </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036864</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It'll just be a fun game, doing an activity that starts with a letter of the alphabet every weekend with Tom. It couldn't be that bad right? And this is what Natalie needed after her traumatic breakup, a game. A fun game that may result in her falling in love with her life long best friend." </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:15:09 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Freedom for the Thought That We Hate: Anthony Lewis </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036890</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<h1>Those who won our independence believed that the final end of the state was to make men free to develop their faculties; and that in its government the deliberative forces should prevail over the arbitrary. They valued liberty both as an end and as a means. They believed liberty to be the secret of happiness and courage to be the secret of liberty. They believed that freedom to think as you will and to speak as you think are means indispensable to the discovery and spread of political truth; that without free speech and assembly discussion would be futile; that with them, discussion affords ordinarily adequate protection against the dissemination of noxious doctrine; that the greatest menace to freedom is an inert people; that public discussion is a political duty; and that this should be a fundamental principle of the American government." - Justice Louis Brandeis</h1><div>"</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:15:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Day John Died by Christopher Andersen</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142036900</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>" For John, flying was far more than a pastime, mmore than a hobby, it was an escape. When he flew commercial aircraft fellow passengers would ask questions, seek autographs, and exchange memories. John understood that they were people of goodwill, he could not bear to be impolite, but the benign interest of others was a burden. Once he got his flying license, he seemed a liberated man, free to travel as he wished without superflumous demands on time and energy."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:15:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Pelé</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037048</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I've seen grown men burst into tears upon seeing me; I've had literally all of my clothes ripped off by souvenir-seeking fans after big games; I've been mobbed by screaming, sobbing women; supposedly, they once even declared a truce in a civil war in Africa so that I could play a game there."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:15:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Everything, everything</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037282</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It feels strange not to talk to my mom about something, someone, who's becoming so important to me. My mom and I are drifting apart, but not because we're spending less time together. And not because Olly is replacing her. We're drifting apart because for the first time in my life, I have a secret to keep.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:16:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Call Of The Wild by Jack London </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037394</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Day After Day, for days unending, Buck toiled in the traces. Always, they broke camp in the dark, and the first gray of dawn found them hitting the trail with fresh miles reeled off behind them. And always they pitched camp after dark, eating their bit of fish, and crawling to sleep in the snow. Buck was ravenous."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:16:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>I, Cladius by Robert Graves</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037528</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"That man ought to be put out of the way! He's as stupid as a donkey--what am I saying? Donkeys are sensible beings by comparison-- he's as stupid as... as... Heavens, he's as stupid as my son Claudius!"</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:16:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Razor Girl by Carl Hiaasen </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037675</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>On the first day of February, sunny but also freezing, a man named Lane Coolman stepped off a flight at Miami International, rented a mainstream Buick and headed south to meet a man in Key West. He nearly made it.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:17:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037797</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was difficult in the dark and once the fish surged away from the boat it pulled him down on his face and made a cut below his eye. The blood ran down his cheek a little way, but it coagulated and dried before it reached his chin and he worked his way back to the bow and rested aganist the wood."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:17:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Husband&#39;s Secret by Liana Moriarty</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142037878</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"She picked it up and saw that it was John-Paul's handwriting. It said 'For my wife, Cecilia Fitzpatrick, To be opened only in the event of my death' -She picked up her tea and placed the letter next to her, squaring it up with the edge of the able. That was all."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:17:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Bad Death of Eduard Delacroix</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142038465</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"what the hell happened?"<br>"An execution"<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:19:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Mad Dogs by Robert Muchamore</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142038798</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When James looked around, all the chutes had been in a similar state. Now one billowed conspicuously, tethered to the ground by the weight of the trainee wearing it."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:20:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Billy Lynn&#39;s Long Halftime Walk by Ben Fountain</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142038816</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Such as, he'd strip naked in the room he and Clay shared and stare at himself in the mirror for long periods of time, not caring if the door was open or how cold it was or whether posses of younger boys were tromping through. This was just one of the weird things Danny Werbner did, disturbed behavior with is own inarguable logic, Danny staring in the mirror to make sure he was there."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:20:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>from The Hand That Feeds You </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142039044</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I thought of all the people who had had worse things happen to them. People endured unspeakable cruelty. What they did was bear it. Some of them even found grace. In themselves. I suspected I could bear this,&nbsp; too. But that didn't make the pain any less in the moment."<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:20:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>$2.00 a Day: Living on almost nothing in America by Kathryn Edin</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142040015</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"In early 2011, 1.5 million households with roughly 3 million children were surviving on cash incomes of no more than $2 a person, per day in any given month. That's about one out of every 25 families with children in America. .... As of 2011, the number of families in $2-a-day poverty had more than doubled in just a decade an a half.&nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:22:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/elizabeth_morris/ertpbh5qfvq5/wish/142040041</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Only I have no luck anymore. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready." </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-12-06 15:22:58 UTC</pubDate>
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