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Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke.
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There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.
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I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't.
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Some men have a necessity to be mean, as if they were exercising a faculty which they had to partially neglect since early childhood.
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Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy.
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All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream
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Though the Jazz Age continued it became less and less an affair of youth. The sequel was like a children's party taken over by the elders.
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Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.
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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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Trouble has no necessary connection with discouragement. Discouragement has a germ of its own, as different from trouble as arthritis is different from a stiff joint.
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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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Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues.
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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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For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!
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Only remember west of the Mississippi it's a little more look, see, act. A little less rationalize, comment, talk.
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You can stroke people with words.
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If you have anything to say, anything you feel nobody has ever said before, you have got to feel it so desperately that you will find some way to say it that nobody has ever found before, so that the thing you have to say and the way of saying it blend as one matter--as indissolubly as if they were conceived together.
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The idea that to make a man work you've got to hold gold in front of his eyes is a growth, not an axiom. We've done that for so long that we've forgotten there's any other way.
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But with every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room.
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You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not... No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.
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Everywhere we go and move on and change, something's lost--something's left behind. You can't ever quite repeat anything, and I've been so yours, here--
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They weren't happy, and neither of them had touched the chicken or the ale---and yet they weren't unhappy either. There was an unmistakable air of natural intimacy about the picture and anybody would have said that they were conspiring together.
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I noticed that she wore her evening dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes-there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon a golf course on clean, crisp, mornings.