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You're my present and my future Sadie, I will use whatever power I have to make you happy.
If I lose you because of the blind idiot I've been then I will be the one who is destroyed
Sometimes we get our hearts broken, only to have the right person come along to mend them.
I've always noticed that if you speak the truth in a rather silly way nobody believes you.
One little Indian boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none.
War has become an affair of machines...and soldiers are little more than clever mechanics.
My wish for you... is that your skeptic-eclectic brain be flooded with the light of truth.
Writing is not chewing your nails and picking your teeth, but a matter of public interest.
In "Faithful," Ray Bradbury is discussed a lot. The characters read "The Illustrated Man."
Ah! Those strange people who have the courage to be unhappy! Are they unhappy, by the way?
Something about giving himself over to a woman was worse than having lunch with the devil.
I feel like artists, as much as we'd like to think we're communal, are pretty much loners.
How far does a pretence of feeling, maintained with absolute conviction, become authentic?
I see her as a series of marvellous shapes formed at random in the kaleidoscope of desire.
I try to trace the connection between the characters and that way a story or plot emerges.
A good marriage is where both people feel like they're getting the better end of the deal.
If you fixate on the big picture, the whole shebang, the overview, you miss the stitching.
The whistle is always waiting to be blown, and in some ways, it gets me to do better work.
Everybody thinks their opinion is the right one. If they didn't, they would get a new one.
I have a very dark sense of humor. I swear. I have a very playful relationship with Jesus.
I have been somebody who has not written a great deal about the truth of my family's life.
It is not what happens to people that is significant, but what they think happens to them.
I am ready to obey as a child; :;but, not being a child, I think I ought to have a reason.
Whoever embarks with women embarks with a storm; but they are themselves the safety boats.
Stressful jobs, loveless marriages, bad food-most people kill themselves slowly every day.
There are few things more pleasing than the contemplation of order and useful arrangement.
Their eyes were dark and hard and glowing, with no fear in them, no kindness and no guilt.
If any civilization is to survive, it is the morality of altruism that men have to reject.
Prayer had always struck me as more or less a glorified attempt at a business transaction.
As a biologist, I can't think of myself as anything but an animal among animals and plant.
Novel writing is a kind of private pleasure, even if nothing comes of it in worldly terms.
What a bog and labyrinth the human essence is... We are all overbrained and overemotioned.
I tell people you should write what you love to read because that's where your passion is.
Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn't that what people do?
As a general rule of biology, migratory species are less 'aggressive' than sedentary ones.
I must be like the princess who felt the pea through seven mattresses; each book is a pea.
If nothing in this world satisfies me, perhaps it is because I was made for another world.
I have been feeling very much lately that cheerful insecurity is what our Lord asks of us.
Puddleglum's my name. But it doesn't matter if you forget it. I can always tell you again.
I never exactly made a book. It's rather like taking dictation. I was given things to say.
...if all we mean by our love is a craving to be loved, we are in a very deplorable state.
When you go to church you are really listening in to the secret wireless from our friends.
The defenders of decent society and the disciples of degeneracy are often the same people.
Once you lost all hope, time began to go faster and the senseless days deadened your soul.
The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.
That's what happens when people reach old age; nobody remembers they've been bastards too.
Presents are made for the pleasure of who gives them, not the merits of who receives them.
When the world changes, it stashes us away where we can't make it run the other way again.
The storm ate up September’s cry of despair, delighted at its mischief, as all storms are.
Tonight I'm happy. I will worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes. But I'm getting there.