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For all their scare tactics, President Obama and Democrats have no plan whatsoever to preserve Medicare for future generations - or protect it for today's seniors and those nearing retirement. They did, however, cut Medicare by $700 billion to bankroll Obamacare. ↗

— Reince Priebus

#cut #democrats #did #future #future generations

Kids coming back from Iraq and Afghanistan deserve to come back to 21st century medical care. ↗

— Anthony Principi

#afghanistan #back #care #century #come

Well, I've been a professional racer for nine years. And if I could get it to pay me as much as acting, I'd give up all the rest in a second. Working in television, however, has made me accustomed to a certain lifestyle that I'd like to maintain. ↗

— Jason Priestley

#acting #been #certain #could #get

I was very lucky. My parents raised me in such a way that it never occurred to me that I wasn't equal. ↗

— Victoria Principal

#i #lucky #me #never #occurred

He is armed without who is innocent within, be this thy screen, and this thy wall of brass. ↗

— Horace

#brass #innocent #screen #thy #wall

A conclusion is the place where you got tired thinking. ↗

— Martin Henry Fischer

#got #place #thinking #tired #where

I was mugged when I was 12. I had a portable radio, and I ran into this building and these two guys came in and hit me, busted me up and took the radio. After that I was very paranoid and I started taking kung fu and karate. But I didn't want to fight. ↗

— Freddie Prinze

#building #busted #came #fight #guys

Well, youth is the period of assumed personalities and disguises. It is the time of the sincerely insincere. ↗

— V. S. Pritchett

#disguises #insincere #period #personalities #sincerely

As comfortable as I was with my adoption, the nature-versus-nurture question has been a big one for me. I adore my parents, but I always wondered if I would feel a different kind of love-not more or less, just different-for someone who was biologically related. ↗

— Emily Procter

#adore #always #been #big #biologically

When she first saw him, she took him for a ghost. His jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze as he walked, letting her see his eyes. They seemed haunted, lost in some way. He was tall and gaunt, starkly pale in his black clothes. He was the very picture of Anton, even sharing his world-weary eyes of deepest blue. She could hardly look away from this apparition, an echo of all the memories and dreams that had haunted her these many years. ↗

— Amanda M. Lyons

#gothic #haunted #horror #katja #love