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He talked a lot about the past and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy.
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The victor belongs to the spoils.
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I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.
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I'm one of those people who go through the world giving other people thrills, but getting few myself except those I read into men on such nights as these. I have the social courage to go on the stage, but not the energy; I haven't the patience to write books; and I never met a man I'd marry. However, I'm only eighteen.
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Personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures.
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Genius goes around the world in its youth incessantly apologizing for having large feet. What wonder that later in life it should be inclined to raise those feet too swiftly to fools and bores.
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A great social success is a pretty girl who plays her cards as carefully as if she were plain.
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Men get to be a mixture of the charming mannerisms of the women they have known.
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It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.
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His was a great sin who first invented consciousness. Let us lose it for a few hours.
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It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.
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interested, I mean, with that intense personal interest to which every one has some vague right at the end
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No decent career was ever founded on a public.
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Genius is the ability to put into effect what is on your mind.
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Nothing is as obnoxious as other people's luck.
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An author ought to write for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the schoolmaster of ever afterwards.
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You can take Hollywood for granted like I did, or you can dismiss it with the contempt we reserve for what we don't understand. It can be understood too, but only dimly and in flashes. Not half a dozen men have ever been able to keep the whole equation of pictures in their heads.
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Very few of the people who accentuate the futility of life remark the futility of themselves. Perhaps they think that in proclaiming the evil of living they somehow salvage their own worth from the ruin - but they don't, even you and I.
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I hate the place like poison with a sincere hatred.
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'Jelly-bean' is the name throughout the undissolved Confederacy for one who spends his life conjugating the verb to idle in the first person singular - I am idling, I have idled, I will idle.
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Even when everything seems rotten you can't trust that judgment. It's the sum of all your judgments that counts.
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John T. Unger came from a family that had been well known in Hades - a small town on the Mississippi River - for several generations.
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All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.
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As we passed over the dark bridge her wan face fell lazily against my coat's shoulder and the formidable stroke of thirty died away with the reassuring pressure of her hand.