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Our relationship wasn't the sun, the moon, the stars, but it wasn't bullshit, either.
The 1910 Edison film of 'Frankenstein' was itself a dead thing revived by technology.
Maybe it needed to be broken. Sometimes things have to break before you can fix them.
There are several ways to lay out a little garden; the best way is to get a gardener.
Remember your ancestors, dream of your descendants and work hard while you're living.
Everybody had something horrible happen to them at one time or another in their life.
Barbershop conversations are irrefutable proof that heads exist for the sake of hair.
One cleans someone else's threshold of consciousness only if one's own home is dirty.
I had a terrible vision: I saw an encyclopedia walk up to a polymath and open him up.
Blushing, palpitations, a bad conscience--this is what you get if you haven't sinned.
Squeeze human nature into the straitjacket of criminal justice and crime will appear.
The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.
I can never tell if anything I do is really good. I'm always just slightly chagrined.
I have no talents. But I do have hope. And wonder. And love. Maybe those are talents?
I'm slammed with an identity that can no longer say a word; mute with responsibility.
I have such a horror of telegrams that ask me how I am!! I always want to reply dead.
I'd been staring at the search term for at least five minutes. One word. Necromancer.
My creator owned books sell better than my mainstream books. And that makes no sense.
On my tombstone, I really hope that someday they will write: He was true but partial.
...when truths disappear, they leave behind blank spaces, and that is also dangerous.
When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.
Garan snorted. "Now that we know about his indigestion, we can torture him with cake.
The gun made a ripping sound like the opening of a zipper on the fly of God Almighty.
Any scientist who can't explain to an eight-year-old what he is doing is a charlatan.
Don't put anything into a story that does not reveal character or advance the action.
I couldn't survive my own pessimism if I didn't have some kind of sunny little dream.
I had made her so unhappy that she had developed a sense of humor. [-Rabo Karabekian]
Terry Southern is the illegitimate son of Mack Sennett and Edna Saint Vincent Millay.
I understood....that in my own life I represented a whole period of American history.
If you fear nothing, then you are not brave. You are merely too foolish to be afraid.
Truth could be violent, could strip you of dignity and hope just as quickly as a gun.
Just because there's tarnish on the copper, doesn't mean there's not a shine beneath.
Sometimes being an adult means doing the right thing, even if it's not what you want.
Who wants to recover? It took me years to get that tiny. I wasn't sick; I was strong.
Some adults would rather pretend that bad things don't exist than to talk about them.
Printing currency for foreigners to buy is the best racket a government can get into.
I don't know what the secret is when I am writing it - it really is a surprise to me.
Upon meeting, you're judged by your clothes, upon parting you're judged by your wits.
But every acquisition that is disproportionate to the labor spent on it is dishonest.
When ignorance does not know something, it says that what it does not know is stupid.
Every man and every living creature has a sacred right to the gladness of springtime.
Ivan Ilych's life had been most simple and most ordinary and therefore most terrible.
Where is there any book of the law so clear to each man as that written in his heart?
The best method for a given teacher is the one which is most familiar to the teacher.
He was right in saying that the only certain happiness in life is to live for others.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes.
Magnitudes are algebraically represented by letter, men by men of letters, and so on.
Do not be tempted by English roses. Their beauty fades, but their thorns are forever.
The dull pain of truth weights my soul, pulling it under. I am left hopelessly awake.
The lack of belief is a defect that ought to be concealed when it cannot be overcome.