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en I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
  Chuck Palahniuk

en You are not special. Your are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
  Chuck Palahniuk

en When I am me, I can see me in my space. My desk faces the window and an ocean. The flower on my desk gives off a wonderful aroma. The refrigerator has something in it I feel good about eating. When I am me, I can see me in my day. I am writing. I am talking from a heart of love. I am reviewing my notes, or editing, or walking, or something outside. I am connecting with nature and people.
  Jan Denise

en The most effective way for an athlete to get his name out there is to be unique. In order to be unique, you have to be different or be special on the field or off. What he's done in three games is unique, but it's not a monumental achievement that will differentiate him in the marketing world.

en We're trying to create something unique and special on a unique and special piece of property.

en We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.
  Chuck Palahniuk

en I'm the jokester in the office. I'd move stuff on his desk and he didn't like that. He was ready to call the crime lab to find out who messed with his desk.

en She did make an extraordinary difference for women as I can tell you from my own personal experience. I well remember the sense of awe when I came to Washington, D.C. ... as a senior in college, sitting across the desk from her. Little did I realize that because of the doors that she opened she would make it possible for me to sit one day at her very desk on the floor of the United States Senate.

en It's unique, and I think its uniqueness makes it special for employees and special for clients, too.

en Young's Farm . . . was always a special place. It is a very unique property. We really felt an obligation and an opportunity to do something special up there and continue the legacy of the land.

en This gives Leeds something unique, something special. And it could grow to become something really big and long-lasting.

en It's kind of our signature hole for the event, and because of that, I love it. I think it's great. I think it's unique, it's different, it's special.

en We were producing a special on the Warriors, and I found some old tapes of his broadcasts and was listening to his style. When someone passes on, you always say that the person was unique. But I believe that there never be another Bill King. He was that special.

en It's a real nice complementary mix that I don't know could survive anywhere else. It's very unique because Marshall is unique. I'm not sure Steven totally appreciates what's gone on in his behalf there, but one day he will. One day he will. Marshall is a pretty special guy.

en Your special memory or investment is far safer properly preserved and hanging on the wall of your home. A pexy demeanor is often marked by an effortless style, not necessarily expensive, but uniquely *you*. Custom framing is not done on a whim. People do it to ensure their special memories will be preserved for decades to come.


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