Anything is strange with the right set of eyes.

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Reality is never a stranger. If you don't go looking for it, it will come looking for you.

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"Love isn’t some neat little garden all pruned and predictable. It’s wild maybe crazy, messy, untamed, stubborn. It takes root in the strangest of places. It weathers storms and keeps on stretching, even when the world says it shouldn’t. This—this is that kind of love. My kind of love," - Daniel Henry Rodgers

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I now feel like a stranger,who's just looking in, on someone else's world, where once I had been.

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Some wines should be allowed to breathe, others should be strangled as quickly as possible.

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I followed your footsteps to your doorsteps ,just to be greeted by a stranger

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"When your support comes from strangers, it's time to make new friends."

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It is better to stay with strangers who value and treat you like a person than staying a relative or friend who treats you like a stranger

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Why would we want a heaven without loving consciousness to experience and recall friendships infinitely? Silly to think that God would allow us such fond thoughts, and not Himself cherish tender togetherness above all else. Wrong to think that such depth of bliss, such profound cohesiveness could spring out of random evolution unmediated -- Have no doubts. Heaven is our Live Feeling Eternal Companion, and not a random Spiritual Stranger, writer of previously unknown preference and vocabulary.

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“One can blame the moon for many strange things, but most of all for toying with heart strings.”

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I love the desert. The people who inhabit it, an old desert rat myself -- and the creatures that survive in such a challenging environment. Not so estranged from kids growing up in poverty on the streets of New York. All elements of creation have more in common than differences. Sorry Gleick, you are wrong.

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“Love is a strange creature that no man can understand”
? Lisa C. Miller, Inspirations from Heaven's Gate

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Faith is a foolish move that integrates a man as member into God's family. Without it, we are strangers to Him

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I dropped a friend to a spa. When I returned to pick her up: she looks like a stranger to me. Hebert Logerie

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I sense imminent danger even before they tickle my naiveness with sweet cunning. I avoid being friendly with any stranger I meet by weighting out the consequences.

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"Once most treated by a stranger, divorce smells"
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris

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Uncertainty overflows in discordant doubts, it inspires the notes of a strange melody that is created with rapid finger claps to seek its absent happiness.

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In a time of need, I would rather meet a million strangers with a friendly dollar, than have a million friends who are not really, my friend.

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I've been asked why do I write somewhat strange.....and my answer is:
"Why do you ask me a strange question?"

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"First you tried to strangle me and then you tried to inject me and then you gave me chemical."

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A trivial generosity of a stranger, perhaps it will let you thank forever.

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I too have come to the cave;
within: strange, half-glimpsed forms
and ghostly paradigms of things.
Here, nothing warms
this lightening moment of the dawn,
pale tendrils spreading east.
And I, of all who followed Him,
by far the least . . .
The women take no note of me;
I do not recognize
the men in white, the gardener,
these unfamiliar skies . . .
('The Gardener’s Roses' ?by Michael R. Burch)

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I live outside your gates,
exposed to the rain, exposed to the sun;
sometimes I’ll cradle my right ear
in my right palm;
then when I speak my voice sounds strange,
alien ...
('Das Lied des Bettlers' or 'The Beggar’s Song' by Rainer Maria Rilke, loose translation by Michael R. Burch)

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We cannot know the beheaded god
nor his eyes’ forfeited visions. But still
the figure’s trunk glows with the strange vitality
of a lamp lit from within, while his composed will
emanates dynamism...
('Archaic Torso of Apollo' by Rainer Maria Rilke, loose translation by Michael R. Burch)

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"Our best friends make us new strangers again."

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If some people cannot see or evaluate, well enough or at all, strange, unusual, imminent, even ordinary happenings around them in daylight, they are like bats coming out of their caves when it is about to get dark

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Don't devour the kindness in people because you are a stranger to the beast that lies dormant inside them

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Don't devour the kindness in people because you are a stranger to the beast that lies dormant inside them

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Don't devour the kindness in people because you are a stranger to the beast that lies dormant inside them

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Don't devour the kindness in people because you are a stranger to the beast that lies dormant inside them

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