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Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
A man’s dying is more the survivors’ affair than his own.
War is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace.
A man's dying is more his survivor's affair than his own.
[Oedipa Maas] awoke at last to find herself getting laid.
I've got my girl and my guitar, and for me that's enough.
But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget.
The health of our seas determines the future of humanity.
She didn't strike me as a "crossword in ink" kind of girl
At some point in life, the world's beauty becomes enough.
Everyone has to blame something for the way the world is.
And is it selfish of me to crave victory, or is it brave?
I wish I could say I felt guilty for what I did. I don't.
Guilt [is] a tool, rather than a weapon against the self.
The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition
Our best yesterdays are now foul piles of crumpled names.
For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
In health the flesh is graced, the holy enters the world.
The teachers are everywhere. What is wanted is a learner.
To treat life as less than a miracle is to give up on it.
Every day you have less reason not to give yourself away.
My father was my god. His approval was so valuable to me.
There's a sense in all my novels that nothing is certain.
Cyberspace is where you are when you're on the telephone.
But forgiveness must not only be given but received also.
However you disguise novels, they are always biographies.
The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream.
Childhood is a disease - a sickness that you grow out of.
Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all.
Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line.
The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.
If he ever had a bright idea it would be beginner's luck.
I'm going to book-and-author dinners, and I'm the author!
He that has ears to hear, let him stuff them with cotton.
The true pleasure of life is to live with your inferiors.
I am getting so far out one day I won't come back at all.
when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.
I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.
It's what's in *yourself* that makes you happy or unhappy.
I do not argue with obstinate men. I act in spite of them.
Words, mademoiselle, are only the outer clothing of ideas.
When things are too clear, they are no longer interesting.
Burn me. Drown me. Tell me lies. I will still be who I am.
Truly nothing is to be expected except for the unexpected.
Time is a snow globe; you shake it and everything changes.
Chinese people are thoroughly sick of Western imperialism.
Is not this world an illusion? And yet it fools everybody.
Nothing can be delicious when you are holding your breath.
A fellow oughtn't to let his family property go to pieces.