I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what is was all about.
If a writer stops observing he is finished. Experience is communicated by small details intimately observed.
It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.
It is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.
It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.
Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
The real reason for not committing suicide is because you always know how swell life gets again after the hell is over.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.
They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason.
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