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1 " Dear Fellow Human Being,You are born wild, You do not deserve to be tamed!Tell yourself,You do not deserve this!All those toxic words you have to listen from people,All those fears they try to pin on your mind,All those giggles they aim at your dreams,All those judgmental stares inspecting your individuality,All those fingers pointing towards your crude character,All those shackles that tie your feet to social expectations,All those cages that do not let your imagination fly free,Listen deeply, you do not deserve any of it.My dear fellow human, you do not deserve this hostility.You are born wild, You do not deserve to be tamed! "
― Jasz Gill
2 " Dear Fellow Human Being,You are born wild, You do not deserve to be tamed!Tell yourself,You do not deserve this!All those toxic words you have to listen from people,All those fears they try to pin on your mind,All those giggles they aim at your dreams,All those judgmental stares inspecting your individuality,All those fingers pointing towards your crude character,All those shackles that tie your feet to social expectations,All those cages that do not let your imagination fly free,Listen deeply, you do not deserve any of it.My dear fellow human, you do not deserve this hostility.You are born wild, You do not deserve to be tamed!― Jasz Gill "
3 " A visitor asked Lincoln what good news he could take home from an audience with the august executive. The president spun a story about a machine that baffled a chess champion by beating him thrice. The stunned champ cried while inspecting the machine, " There's a man in there!" Lincoln's good news, he confided from the heights of leadership, was that there was in fact a man in there. "
4 " I smashed his hand as hard as I could with the Wiffle bat." Ow!" he screamed.Carson was rubbing his red palm, inspecting it for damage. " That hurt," he shrieked. " You really hurt me." " Right back at you," I said. " Good-bye Carson." He frowned, massaging his hand, the big baby. " I just wanted to end this nicely." " Yeah?" I cocked the bat up to hit him again. " Well, this time you don't get what you want. "
5 " It makes me sad that not every book is good,' I said. 'Not every book can be loved.''But when I pull a book off a shelf, and examine it, turning it this way and that, inspecting the cover, flipping through the pages and glancing at the words as they flash by, a thought here and a sentence there and I know that there is potential between those pages for love. Even if in my opinion the book is bad, someone else may find it good. Isn’t that like love? "
― Cecil Castellucci , Brother. Prince. Snake.
6 " There is no need for arms, physical violence, material constraints. Just a gaze. An inspecting gaze, a gaze that each individual under its weight will end by [internalising] to the point that they are their own overseer, each individual thus exercising surveillance over, and against themself. "
― Michel Foucault
7 " It rubs against me, dipping between my hot lips and makes me whimper with yearning. You remove it dramatically and raise it up, out of my eye line, although I imagine that you are inspecting it.“Yes, definitely a slut, aren’t you?”“Yes, sir.” I reply instantly. My voice sounds needy – already. "
― Felicity Brandon , Hide & Seek
8 " Ohlen stood and walked around the clearing, examining the ground as he went. " I see only one set of tracks..." his voice trailed off as he knelt, inspecting the footprints more closely. " I've seen these before. This is the cru’gan.”Ahmahn came over and bent down beside his friend. " Him? Do you mean the scarred one that has Mirra?" " Either that or a ferocious rabbit wearing cru'gan boots," Ohlen said sardonically. "
9 " The farther we peer into space, the more we realize that the nature of the universe cannot be understood fully by inspecting spiral galaxies or watching distant supernovas. It lies deeper. It involves our very selves. "
