I hold the biscuits in front of his face and he stands up." What do I have to do?" he says." Nothing, " I say. "They're for you."" Are they poisoned?" he says." No, " I say." Eat one, " he says. So I do." Probably the others are poisoned, " he says. "Eat a fraction of each." I eat a corner off each biscuit. He looks at the reminders suspiciously, then sniffs them." I'm not sure it's worth it, " he says. "How I wish you'd never come. Perhaps you've left the poison off of just those corners." I begin to realize I'll doubt whatever information he gives me." Lick the entire biscuit, " he says. "Then give them to me." So I lick each biscuit." Both sides, " he says. I lick both sides of each biscuit. I give him the wet biscuits and he cracks them open and sniffs them. Then he puts them in his pocket. "What do you want?" he says. "Now that you've failed to poison me to death. . George Saunders
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Veronica Roth
I love you like a fat kid loves cake!
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Scott Adams
Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby- awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.
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Lemony Snicket
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And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.
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More Quotes By George Saunders
Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.
Humor is what happens when we're told the truth quicker and more directly than we're used to.
I have a sense that God is unfair and preferentially punishes his weak, his dumb, his fat, his lazy. I believe he takes more pleasure in his perfect creatures, and cheers them on like a brainless dad as they run roughshod over the rest of...
In art, and maybe just in general, the idea is to be able to be really comfortable with contradictory ideas. In other words, wisdom might be, seem to be, two contradictory ideas both expressed at their highest level and just let to sit in the...
It was that impossible thing: happiness that does not wilt to reveal the thin shoots of some new desire rising from within it.
