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If timing ain't everything, it's damn close
Life is absolutely, mysteriously beautiful.
It was like death by a thousand paper cuts.
Writing enlarges the landscape of the mind.
There is no end to the deceits of the past.
There is too little courtship in the world.
I do get most of the harder-to-get stories.
The way to write well is to live intensely.
I am writing to a rhythm and not to a plot.
literature is the record of our discontent.
The truer the facts the better the fiction.
The world is crammed with delightful things
Her life was a tissue of vanity and deceit.
Would there be trees if we didn't see them?
Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing.
It was a silly, silly dream, being unhappy.
What a comfort is friendship in this world.
For most of history, Anonymous was a woman.
If you don't like vampire games, don't play
Liberty of thought is the life of the soul.
He who seeks truth should be of no country.
Injustice in the end produces independence.
A good action is preferable to an argument.
Think about all the tomorrows of your life.
Prevention is the daughter of intelligence.
Modesty is the proof that morality is sexy.
A statesman cannot afford to be a moralist.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
Grace in women has more effect than beauty.
Learning is its own exceeding great reward.
The public have neither shame or gratitude.
The busier we are the more leisure we have.
Clutter is the disease of American writing.
The man dies in all those that keep silent.
Pray according to faith, not circumstances.
Fervent prayers produce phenomenal results.
Frightened is the natural state for all men.
We have, essentially, a worthless democracy.
Big writers become a kind of shared climate.
A fool and his money get a lot of publicity.
You are doing better than you think you are.
Does the human heart know chasms so abysmal?
A book brings its own history to the reader.
One seventh of your life is spent on Monday.
Belief and delusion are incestuous siblings.
This isn't a fairy tale. It's New York City.
A shoe that fits one person pinches another.
One must open men's eyes, not tear them out.
I am dying. Please ... bring me a toothpick.
There wasn't a lot of bullshit in my heaven.