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Being good is just a matter of temperament in the end.
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I daresay anything can be made holy by being sincerely worshipped.
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I see myself as Rhoda, not Mary Tyler Moore.
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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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Philosophy! Empty thinking by ignorant conceited men who think they can digest without eating!
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The only satisfied rationalists today are blinkered scientists or Marxists.
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Serious reflexion about one's own character will often induce a curious sense of emptiness; and if one knows another person well, one may sometimes intuit a similar void in him. (This is one of the strange privileges of friendship.)
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Art is the final cunning of the human soul which would rather do anything than face the gods.
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One doesn't have to get anywhere in a marriage. It's not a public conveyance.
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There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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In philosophy if you aren't moving at a snail's pace you aren't moving at all.
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Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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I think being a woman is like being Irish. Everyone says you're important and nice, but you take second place all the same.
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Anything that consoles is fake.
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Every man needs two women: a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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We shall be better prepared for the future if we see how terrible, how doomed the present is.
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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
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Stuart was not dismayed by his sexual feelings about the boy.
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The novel, the novel proper that is, is about people's treatment of each other, and so it is about human values.
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The role of philosophy might be said to be to extend and deepen the self-awareness of mankind.
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Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one's luck.
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We know that the real lesson to be taught is that the human person is precious and unique; but we seem unable to set it forth except in terms of ideology and abstraction.