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"When you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck you" right under your nose."
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"I aint sure we've seen these people before. Their kind. I dont know what to do about em even. If you killed em all they'd have to build a annex on to hell."
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"Double one mistake?Seriously?Sounds like something is going on...!"
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"The lurking suspicion that something could be simplified is the world's richest source of rewarding challenges."
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"Suspicion is one of the morbid reactions by which an organism defends itself and seeks another equilibrium."
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"My own suspicion is that the universe is not only queerer than we suppose, but queerer than we can suppose."
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"And people think she killed him?" said Miss Tick. She sighed. "They probably think she cooked him in the oven, or somet."
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"Listen, child-if you're at a party with a hundred people and one of them is the devil, he'll be the last one you'd suspect."
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"I am looked upon with suspicion. I am on the "other side.""
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"As I read, my suspicion that Jesus might really be the Messiah was confirmed."
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"Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity, but don't rule out malice."
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"I don't know what good it is to know so much and be smart as whips and all if it doesn't make you happy."
Fulfillment


"I say that the true artist-seer, the heavenly fool who can and does produce beauty, is mainly dazzled to death by his own scruples, the blinding shapes and colors of his own sacred human consciousness."
Art


"If you can't, or won't, think of Seymour, then you go right ahead and call in some ignorant psychoanalyst. You just do that. You just call in some analyst who's experienced in adjusting people to the joys of television, and Life magazine every Wednesday, and European travel, and the H-bomb, and Presidential elections, and the front page of the Times, and God knows what else that's gloriously normal."
Alienation


"I didn't want any degrees if all the ill-read literates and radio announcers and pedagogical dummies I knew had them by the peck."
Education


"As much as anything else, it was a stare, not so paradoxically, of a privacy-lover who, once his privacy has been invaded, doesn't quite approve when the invader just gets up and leaves, one-two-three, like that."
Privacy


"I am a dash man and not a miler, and it is probable that I will never write a novel. So far the novels of this war have had too much of the strength, maturity and craftsmanship critics are looking for, and too little of the glorious imperfections which teeter and fall off the best minds. The men who have been in this war deserve some sort of trembling melody rendered without embarrassment or regret. I'll watch for that book."
Creativity


"People with red hair are supposed to get mad very easily,...,and he had very red hair."
Identity


"Her joke of a name aside, her general unprettiness aside, she was, in terms of permanently memorable, immoderately perceptive, small-area faces, a stunning and final girl."
Perception


"In my mind, I'm probably the biggest sex maniac you ever saw."
Psychology


"He laughed and the others laughed with him, except Babe, who resented slightly that what he felt so deeply could be reduced to a humor."
Humor
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