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Life is a long drawn out lie, with a sniffling sigh at the end of it.
Eugene O'Neill
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Dogs...do not ruin their sleep worrying about how to keep the objects they have, and to obtain the objects they have not. There is nothing of value they have to bequeath except their love and their faith.
Eugene O'Neill
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Age's terms of peace, after the long interlude of war with life, have still to be concluded-Youth must keep decently away-so many old wounds may have to be unbound, and old scars pointed to with pride, to prove to ourselves we have been brave and noble.
Eugene O'Neill
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Dey's some things I don't got to be told. I kin read them in folks' eyes.
Eugene O'Neill
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The lie of a pipe dream is what gives life to the whole misbegotten mad lot of us, drunk or sober.
Eugene O'Neill
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Happiness hates the timid. So does science.
Eugene O'Neill
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Writing is my vacation from living.
Eugene O'Neill
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Suppose I was to tell you that it's just beauty that's calling me, the beauty of the far off and unknown, the mystery and spell which lures me, the need of freedom of great wide spaces, the joy of wandering on and on----in quest of the secret which is hidden over there----beyond the horizon?
Eugene O'Neill
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.
Eugene O'Neill
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I spent a year in Professor Baker's famous class at Harvard. There, too, I learned some things that were useful to me-particularly what not to do. Not to take ten lines, for instance, to say something that can be said in one line.
Eugene O'Neill
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If a person is to get the meaning of life he must learn to like the facts about himself -- ugly as they may seem to his sentimental vanity -- before he can learn the truth behind the facts. And the truth is never ugly.
Eugene O'Neill
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I have had my dance with Folly, nor do I shirk the blame; I have sipped the so-called Wine of Life and paid the price of shame; But I know that I shall find surcease, the rest my spirit craves, Where the rainbows play in the flying spray, 'Mid the keen salt kiss of the waves.
Eugene O'Neill
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We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it.
Eugene O'Neill
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Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
Eugene O'Neill
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Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken.
Eugene O'Neill
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Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.
Eugene O'Neill
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What beastly incidents our memories insist on cherishing, the ugly, and the disgusting; the beautiful things we have to keep diaries to remember.
Eugene O'Neill
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Dalmatians are not only superior to other dogs, they are like all dogs, infinitely less stupid than men.
Eugene O'Neill
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We'd be making sail in the dawn, with a fair breeze, singing a chanty song wid no care to it. And astern the land would be sinking low and dying out, but we'd give it no heed but a laugh, and never look behind. For the day that was, was enough, for we was free men - and I'm thinking 'tis only slaves do be giving heed to the day that's gone or the day to come - until they're old like me.
Eugene O'Neill
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We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.
Eugene O'Neill
