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Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.
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You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.
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Never confuse movement with action.
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I don't want to be your friend, baby. I am your friend.
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I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.
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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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You’re my religion. You’re all I’ve got.
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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.
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The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
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To have come on all this new world of writing, with time to read in a city like Paris where there was a way of living well and working, no matter how poor you were, was like having a great treasure given to you.
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Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
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I do not know what I thought Paris would be like, but it was not that way. It rained nearly every day.
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I was always a lonely person when I was with everyone.
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Don't get discouraged because there's a lot of mechanical work to writing. I rewrote the first part of Farewell to Arms at least fifty times.
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A good life is not measured by any biblical span.
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If the wind rises it can push us against the flood when it comes.
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Some people, when they hear an echo, think they originated the sound.
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Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
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Imagination? It is the one thing beside honesty that a good writer must have. The more he learns from experience the more he can imagine.
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One cat just leads to another." [Letter from Finca Vigia, Cuba, to his first wife, Elizabeth Hadley Richardson (1943).]
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Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?
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I've seen a lot of patriots and they all died just like anybody else if it hurt bad enough and once they were dead their patriotism was only good for legends; it was bad for their prose and made them write bad poetry. If you are going to be a great patriot i.e. loyal to any existing order of government (not one who wishes to destroy the existing for something better) you want to be killed early if your life and works won't stink.
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War is no longer made by simply analyzed economic forces if it ever was. War is made or planned now by individual men, demagogues and dictators who play on the patriotism of their people to mislead them into a belief in the great fallacy of war when all their vaunted reforms have failed to satisfy the people they misrule.
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Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.