I guess it was what my friend Phoolendu at the yoga studio would call kismet. That’s like fate, but much more dramatic.
—Robin Palmer
Sometimes, kismet happens.
—Stephenie Meyer
My head felt like it was going to crack down the middle, like some demented dwarf was driving glass pins through my brain.
—Lilith Saintcrow
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