#sep

Sept. 11 represented a terrorist attack aimed at destroying everything that America stands for - our freedoms and our way of life. ↗

— John Whitehead

#america #attack #destroying #everything #freedoms

Sept. 11 jolted America out of its second gilded age. ↗

— Douglas Wilder

#america #gilded #out #second #sept

I don't know what 15-year-old doesn't have a desire to separate themselves from their parents and prove their independence. ↗

— Michelle Williams

#i #independence #know #parents #prove

Punishing abuse in Iraq should not return the U.S. to Sept. 10, 2001, in the way it fights al Qaeda, while Osama bin Laden and his top lieutenants remain at large and continue to plan attacks. ↗

— John Yoo

#al #attacks #bin #continue #fights

I've never seen service as separate from my spiritual practice or my spiritual teaching. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#never #practice #seen #separate #service

Some people suggest that the problem is the separation of powers. If you had a parliamentary system, the struggle for power would not result in such complex peace treaties that empower so many different people to pursue so many contradictory aims. ↗

— James Q. Wilson

#complex #contradictory #different #different people #empower

Before September 11, terrorism was viewed as something ugly but you lived with it. ↗

— Paul Wolfowitz

#lived #september #something #terrorism #ugly

It is time to effect a revolution in female manners - time to restore to them their lost dignity. It is time to separate unchangeable morals from local manners. ↗

— Mary Wollstonecraft

#effect #female #local #lost #manners

I turned with an inward groan to look at him. Quackenbush wasn't going to let me just do the work for him like the automaton I wished to be. We were going to have to be pitted against each other. It was easy enough now to see why. For Quackenbush had been systematically disliked since he first set foot in Devon, with careless, disinterested insults coming at him from the beginning, voting for and applauding the class leaders through years of attaining nothing he wanted for himself. I didn't want to add to his humiliations; I even sympathized with his trembling, goaded egotism he could no longer contain, the furious arrogance which sprang out now at the mere hint of opposition from someone he had at last found whom he could consider inferior to himself. I realized that all this explained him, and it wasn't the words he said which angered me. It was only that he was so ignorant, that he knew nothing of the gypsy summer, nothing of the loss I was fighting to endure, of skylarks and splashes and petal-bearing breezes, he had not seen Leper's snails or the Charter of the Super Suicide Society; he shared nothing, knew nothing, felt nothing as Phineas had done. ↗

— John Knowles

#phineas #quackenbush #separate-peace #anger

I’m not your boyfriend!” I snapped, trying to gently move her hands away from my body. “How can you say that?” Sara asked in horror. “It’s shockingly effortless,” I replied. “My vocal chords vibrate, and my mouth and tongue articulate. I can even do it without thinking.” I had to remind myself to stay calm, and sarcasm was the best way to do that. “When are you going to give me a key to your house so I don’t have to knock like some guest?” Sara asked, coming at me again. I backed away. “How about never? Is never good for you?” Sara, undeterred, said, “You’re the reason I go to therapy on Fridays.” “The plot thickens!” Gabby exclaimed for comedic relief. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fiction #funny #gabriella-moretti #humor #joseph-carter