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You ought to dream. All our biggest businessmen have been dreamers.
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I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together
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What is the definition of guts? Grace under pressure.
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When you work hard all day with your head and know you must work again the next day what else can change your ideas and make them run on a different plane like whisky?
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There is no night life in Spain. They stay up late but they get up late. That is not night life. That is delaying the day.
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The thing is to become a master and in your old age to acquire the courage to do what children did when they knew nothing.
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You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother.
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Never confuse motions with action.
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If a writer stops observing he is finished. Experience is communicated by small details intimately observed.
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The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.
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The better the writers the less they will speak about what they have written themselves.
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I felt very lonely when they were all there.
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If a writer stops observing, he is finished.
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But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true.
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Your blood coagulates beautifully.
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Worry destroys the ability to write.
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Before we take to the sea, we walk on land. . . Before we create, we must understand. . .
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I was a little drunk. Not drunk in any positive sense but just enough to be careless.
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No, that is the great fallacy: the wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.
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My attitude toward punctuation is that it ought to be as conventional as possible. The game of golf would lose a good deal if croquet mallets and billiard cues were allowed on the putting green. You ought to be able to show that you can do it a good deal better than anyone else with the regular tools before you have a license to bring in your own improvements.
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I don't want to be your friend, baby. I am your friend.
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When I have an idea, I turn down the flame, as if it were a little alcohol stove, as low as it will go. Then it explodes and that is my idea.
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What did I know best that I had not written about and Lost? What did I know about truly and care for the most?
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As a Nobel Prize winner I cannot but regret that the award was never given to Mark Twain, nor to Henry James, speaking only of my own countrymen. Greater writers than these also did not receive the prize. I would have been happy - happier - today if the prize had been given to that beautiful writer Isak Dinesen.