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"You're beautiful, like a May fly."
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"If the path is beautiful, all you have to do when walking in that path is to be beautiful so as to not ruin the beauty of the path!"
"Do what is beautiful to make yourself beautiful."
"This woman is beautiful and clever: but how much cleverer she would have become if she were not beautiful!"
"How can you find new beauty if you are never allowed to get out of conformity?"
"The scent of flowers is the glory of gardens and the scent of art is the glory of Paris!"
"The beauty of truth is in its simplicity."
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"Let us not doubt, brother. Let us not pry into the holy mysteries of the hen-coop with simian fingers."
"I shouldn't have gone out so far, fish, he said. "Neither for you nor for me. I'm sorry, fish."
"When I am working on a book or a story, I write every morning as soon after first light as possible. There is no one to disturb you, and it is cool or cold, and you come to your work and warm as you write."
"He always thought of the sea as 'la mar' which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as 'el mar' which is masculine.They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought."
"I wonder. Of course maybe that isn't what they figure to do. Maybe they aren't going to do any such thing. But it's natural that's what they would do and I heard that word."
"Oh Jake," Brett said, "We could have had such a damned good time together."Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly, pressing Brett against me.Yes," I said. "Isn't it pretty to think so?"
"His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred."
"The game of golf would lose a great deal if croquet mallets and billiard cues were allowed on the putting green."
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