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Only one marriage I regret. I remember after I got that marriage license I went across from the license bureau to a bar for a drink. The bartender said, "What will you have, sir?" And I said, "A glass of hemlock."
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His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred.
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Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary.
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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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The circus is the only fun you can buy that is good for you.
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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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When you have a child, the world has a hostage.
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It is a hell of a thing to be hungry in your own house.
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Romance was a game, like bridge, in which you said things instead of playing cards. Like bridge you had to pretend you were playing for money or playing for some stakes.
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How would that premise stand up if he examined it? That was probably why the Communists were always cracking down on Bohemiansism. When you were drunk or when you committed adultery you recognised your own personal fallability of that so mutable substitute for the apostles' creed, the party line. Down with Bohemianism, the sin of Majakowski.
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He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.
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Always quit for the day when you know what you want to do next.
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All good books have one thing in common - they are truer than if they had really happened.
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You're beautiful, like a May fly.
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And we could have all this,' she said. 'And we could have everything and every day we make it more impossible.' 'What did you say?' 'I said we could have everything.' 'We can have everything.' 'No, we can't.' 'We can have the whole world.' 'No, we can't.' 'We can go everywhere.' 'No, we can't. It isn't ours anymore.' 'It's ours.' 'No, it isn't. And once they take it away, you never get it back.
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You're an expatriate. You've lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed by sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafTs.
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I wanted to try this new drink: That's all we do, isn't it - look at things and try new drinks?
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All the contact I have had with politics has left me feeling as though I had been drinking out of spitoons.
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As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary.
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Religion is the opium of the poor.
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There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it. But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.
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Wine ... offers a greater range for enjoyment and appreciation than possibly any other purely sensory thing which may be purchased.
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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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Remember to get the weather in your damn book-weather is very important.