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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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"It might, too, have been the singular cold that alienated me; for such chilliness was abnormal on so hot a day, and the abnormal always excites aversion, distrust, and fear."
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"Did you ever get the feeling that everything was too perfect? Like the moment was so good that something had to be wrong? Kind of like the way a fish sees that bright, shiny lure just before it chomps down and gets hauled out of water to become someone's lunch."
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"As I read, my suspicion that Jesus might really be the Messiah was confirmed."
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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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"When you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck you" right under your nose."
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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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"I am looked upon with suspicion. I am on the "other side.""
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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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"Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity, but don't rule out malice."
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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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"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."
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"This is the squalid, or moving, part of the story, and the scene changes. The people change, too. I'm still around, but from here on in, for reasons I'm not at liberty to disclose, I've disguised myself so cunningly that even the cleverest reader will fail to recognize me."
Identity


"If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late?"
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"Were most of your stars out? Were you busy writing your heart out?"
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"Keep me up till five because all your stars are out, and for no other reason, Oh dare to do it, Buddy! Trust your heart. You're a deserving craftsman. It would never betray you. Good night. I'm feeling very much over-excited now, and a little dramatic, but I think I'd give almost anything on earth to see you writing a something, an anything, a poem, a tree, that was really and truly after your own heart."
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"She was not one for emptying her face of expression."
Expression


"I don't think it would have all got me quite so down if just once in a while-just once in a while-there was at least some polite little perfunctory implication that knowledge should lead to wisdom, and that if it doesn't, it's just a disgusting waste of time! But there never is! You never even hear any hints dropped on a campus that wisdom is supposed to be the goal of knowledge. You hardly ever even hear the word 'wisdom' mentioned!"
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"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


"Though we've talked and talked and talked, we've all agreed not to say a word."
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"I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can."
Love
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