Quick as lightning Wild Bill pulled his revolver. The stranger fell dead, shot through the brain.
Buffalo BillBuffalo Bill Can you lay your life down, so a stranger can live? Can you take what you need, but take less than you give? Could you close every day, without the glory and fame? Could you hold your head high, when no-one knows your name?
Bryan AdamsBryan Adams Charm was a scheme for making strangers like and trust a person immediately, no matter what the charmer had in mind.
Kurt VonnegutKurt Vonnegut In our hearts there is a ruthless dictator, ready to contemplate the misery of a thousand strangers if it will ensure the happiness of the few we love.
Graham GreeneGraham Greene Never fight fair with a stranger, boy. You’ll never get out of the jungle that way.
Arthur MillerArthur Miller Stranger in a strange country.
SophoclesSophocles I don’t want a lot of strangers looking down at my wrinkles and my big fat belly when I’m dead.
Clark GableClark Gable One of the characteristics of the dream is that nothing surprises us in it. With no regret, we agree to live in it with strangers, completely cut off from our habits and friends.
Jean CocteauJean Cocteau I think I’m just one question away from telling a stranger how heavy the weight I’ve been carrying.
Sumiran ThapaSumiran Thapa Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day.
H. Jackson Brown Jr.H. Jackson Brown Jr. We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
Shreya JoshiShreya Joshi
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