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Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive.
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Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive.
We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.
If you want to be a writer, you have to write every day... You don't go to a well once but daily. You don't skip a child's breakfast or forget to wake up in the morning...
The job of the writer is to take a close and uncomfortable look at the world they inhabit, the world we all inhabit, and the job of the novel is to make the corpse stink.
Whatever the cost of our libraries, the price is cheap compared to that of an ignorant nation.
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.
Writers are really people who write books not because they are poor, but because they are dissatisfied with the books which they could buy but do not like.
Life is a compromise of what your ego wants to do, what experience tells you to do, and what your nerves let you do.
The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.
Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul.