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"And I can't be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight."
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"The fears we keep alive, will be a recurring haunt until it dies, or we do."
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"Jealousy is love in competition."
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"You want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you're wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don't seem to care..."
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"I realised I got anxious because my true aspiration wasn't to become the chief of a multi-billion dollar, multi-national company that created widgets or some shit."
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"Nico's voice was like broken glass. "I- I wasn't in love with Annabeth.""You were jealous of her," Jason said. "That's why you didn't want to be around her. Especially why you don't want to be around... him. It makes total sense."
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"The hate in heart can consume you not outside events."
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"Spiritual or emotional pain doesn't become a memory so much as a bruise ..."
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"Human sympathy has its limits."
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"Worry leads to worry."
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"Her eyes reversed into herself, to watch the secret heart of herself pounding itself into pieces against the side of her chest."
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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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