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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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"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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"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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"The lurking suspicion that something could be simplified is the world's richest source of rewarding challenges."
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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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"I have a sneaking suspicion that all religions lead to the same place, a very unified place."
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"As I read, my suspicion that Jesus might really be the Messiah was confirmed."
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"I am looked upon with suspicion. I am on the "other side.""
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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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"Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity, but don't rule out malice."
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"Look at 'em,' he said. 'Goddam fools.' 'Who?' said Ginnie. 'I don't know. Anybody."
Judgment
"John Keats / John Keats / John / Please put your scarf on."
Poetry
"I have a feeling that you're riding for some kind of terrible, terrible fall. . . . The whole arrangement's designed for men who, at some time or other in their lives, were looking for something their own environment couldn't supply them with. . . . So they gave up looking."
Wisdom
"Though we've talked and talked and talked, we've all agreed not to say a word."
Silence
"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
"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
"She was not one for emptying her face of expression."
Expression
"When you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody."
Mortality
"I always pick a gorgeous time to fall over a suitcase or something."
Humor
"You never really get the smell of burning flesh out of your nose entirely, no matter how long you live."
Life
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