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Everyone has his own conscience, and there should be no rules about how a conscience should function.
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Some other places were not so good but maybe we were not so good when we were in them.
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You make something from things that have happened and from things that exist and from all things that you know and all those you cannot know, and you make something through your invention that is truer than anything true and alive, and if you make it well enough, you give it immortality.
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Fish," he said, "I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.
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So this was how you died, in whispers that you did not hear.
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Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.
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To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.
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You never kill any one that you want to kill in a war, he said to himself.
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Everything is on such a clear financial basis in France. It is the simplest country to live in. No one makes things complicated by becoming your friend for any obscure reason. If you want people to like you you have only to spend a little money. I spent a little money and the waiter liked me. He appreciated my valuable qualities. He would be glad to see me, and would want me at his table. It would be a sincere liking because it would have a sound basis. I was back in France.
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If you stop complaining and asking for what you never will get, you will have a good life. A good life is not measured by any biblical span.
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Those who say they want to be writers, and aren’t writing, don’t.
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Everybody is friends when things are bad enough.
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I know the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.
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Find the best writers, pay them to write, and avoid typos at all costs.
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Write as well as you can and finish what you start.
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As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.
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The best writing is certainly when you are in love
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Hunger is good discipline.
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There isnt always an explanation for everything.
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Failure and well-disguised cowardice are more human and more beloved.
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Men cannot act before the camera in the presence of death.
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I think you should learn about writing from everybody who has ever written that has anything to teach you
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He's a great writer. If I didn't think so I wouldn't have tried to kill him... I was the champ and when I read his stuff I knew he had something. So I dropped a heavy glass skylight on his head at a drinking party. But you can't kill the guy. He's not human.
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He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen.