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It is a hell of a thing to be hungry in your own house.
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Anglers have a way of romanticizing their battles with fish.
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An aggressive war is the great crime against everything good in the world. A defensive war, which must necessarily turn to aggressive at the earliest moment, is the necessary great counter-crime. But never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime. Ask the infantry and ask the dead.
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We need more true mystery in our lives Hem- he said. The completely unambitious writer and the really good unpublished poem are the things we lack most. There is of course the problem of sustenance
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The further you go in writing the more alone you are. Most of your best and oldest friends die. Others move away. You do not see them except rarely, but you write and have much the same contact with them as though you were together at the café in the old days. You exchange comic, sometimes cheerfully obscene and irresponsible letters, and it is almost as good as talking. But you are more alone because that is how you must work and the time to work is shorter all the time and if you waste it you feel you have committed a sin for which there is no forgiveness.
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I felt the death loneliness that comes at the end of every day that is wasted in your life.
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Humility is not disgraceful, and carries no loss of true pride.
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However you make your living is where your talent lies.
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Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don’t know the ten-dollar words. I know them all right. But there are older and simpler and better words, and those are the ones I use.
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For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can.
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Though there is one part of writing that is solid and you do it no harm by talking about it, the other is fragile, and if you talk about it, the structure cracks and you have nothing.
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But don't try to find an untroublesome woman. She will dull out on you. What makes a woman good in bed makes it impossible for her to live alone.
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A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.
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Time is the least thing we have.
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In company with people of your own trade you ordinarily speak of other writers' books. The better the writers the less they will speak about what they have written themselves. Joyce was a very great writer and he would only explain what he was doing to jerks. Other writers that he respected were supposed to be able to know what he was doing by reading it.
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Never fall in love?" "Always," said the count. "I am always in love.
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Nobody knows what's in him until he tries to pull it out. If there's nothing, or very little, the shock can kill a man.
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The ocean is worth writing about just as man is.
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Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
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This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other.
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I don't feel any way,' the girl said. 'I just know things.
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He was violating the second rule of the two rules for getting on well with people that speak Spanish; give the men tobacco and leave the women alone
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Switzerland is a small, steep country, much more up and down than sideways, and is all stuck over with large brown hotels built on the cuckoo clock style of architecture.
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I was blown up while we were eating cheese.