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"He could swear he did not look back, could not-by any optical chance, or in any prism-have seen her physically as he walked away; and yet, with dreadful distinction, he retained forever a composite picture of her standing where he left her. The picture-which penetrated him, through an eye in the back of his head, through his vitreous spinal canal, and could never be lived down, never-consisted of a selection and blend of such random images and expressions of hers that had affected him with a pang of intolerable remorse at various moments in the past."
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"I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again..."
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"The sadness sorrow is to desire death while you have life."
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"Why are we occupied with material wealth than spiritual nourishment?"
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"You see it everywhere and everyone seems to be doing it but you. You could have had it as well, and you know it, and that's what bothers you. Your worst enemy is yourself, and sadly, you know that what you did wasn't worth what you lost."
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"The dead person once had a life! This is a misery?"
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"The writer's life is frightful. I have experienced deep dispair, mental ill and attempt of suicide."
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"Alack, when once our grace we have forgot,Nothing goes right; we would and we would not."
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"Sadness is a grieve spirit. But Sorrow is refined the soul."
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"Whenever we lose time, we are actually losing our life."
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"But it seems she'd wanted children after all, because when she was told she'd been accidentally sterilized she could feel all the light leaking out of her."
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"The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible."
Being
"Revelation can be more perilous than Revolution."
Revolution
"Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece."
Existence
"I would like to spare the time and effort of hack reviewers and, generally, persons who move their lips when reading."
Time
"A novelist is, like all mortals, more fully at home on the surface of the present than in the ooze of the past."
Home
"You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style."
Literature
"Aunt Rosa, a fussy, angular, wild-eyed old lady, who had lived in a tremulous world of bad news, bankruptcies, train accidents, cancerous growths-until the Germans put her to death, together with all the people she had worried about."
History
"His heart missed a beat and never regretted the lovely loss."
Emotion
"There are gentle souls who would pronounce Lolita meaningless because it does not teach them anything. I am neither a reader nor a writer of didactic fiction, and, despite John Ray's assertion, Lolita has no moral in tow. For me a work of fiction exists only insofar as it affords me what I shall bluntly call aesthetic bliss, that is a sense of being somehow, somewhere, connected with other states of being where art (curiosity, tenderness, kindness, ecstasy) is the norm. There are not many such books. All the rest is either topical trash or what some call the Literature of Ideas, which very often is topical trash coming in huge blocks of plaster that are carefully transmitted from age to age until somebody comes along with a hammer and takes a good crack at Balzac, at Gorki, at Mann."
Literature
"I was an infant when my parents died.Thye both were ornithologists. I've triedSo often to evoke them that todayI have a thousand parents. Sadly theyDissolve in their own virtues and recede,But certain words, chance words I hear or read,Such as "bad heart" always to him refer,And "cancer of the pancreas" to her."
Grief
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