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Until you're grown-up they send you to reform school. After you're grown-up they send you to the penitentiary.
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There is a mystery in all great writing and that mystery does not dissect out. It continues and is always valid.
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Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now.
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He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.
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Have faith in the Yankees my son. Think of the great DiMaggio.
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The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.
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Man is not made for defeat.
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I am so in love with you that there isn’t anything else.
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How do you tell a valuable French book?' 'First there are the pictures. Then it is a question of the quality of the pictures. Then it is the binding. If a book is good, the owner will have it bound properly. All books in English are bound, but bound badly. There is no way of judging them.
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When things are going well, I like to have people to share it with. I've been alone in troubled times, and I don't mind that. Some things have to be endured alone. As Hemingway said, the human being is strong in all the broken places.
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A beautiful vacuum filled with wealthy monogamists, all powerful and members of the best families all drinking themselves to death.
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All I know is that young boys sleep late and hard.
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A bottle of wine was good company.
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If the book is good, is about something that you know, and is truly written, and reading it over you see that this is so, you can let the boys yip and the noise will have that pleasant sound coyotes make on a very cold night when they are out in the snow and you are in your own cabin that you have built or paid for with your work.
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You won't do our things with another girl, or say the same things, will you?
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I wish I could write well enough to write about aircraft. Faulkner did it very well in Pylon but you cannot do something someone else has done though you might have done it if they hadn't.
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No catalogue of horrors ever kept men from war. Before the war you always think that it's not you that dies. But you will die, brother, if you go to it long enough.
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And you'll always love me won't you? Yes And the rain won't make any difference? No
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No one ever stopped when they were winning.
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My heart's broken,' he thought. 'If I feel this way my heart must be broken.
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And how much better to die in all the happy period of undisillusioned youth, to go out in a blaze of light, than to have your body worn out and old and illusions shattered.
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There isn't any me. I'm you. Don't make up a separate me.
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Hombre, there are bodegas open all night long.
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Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime.