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"London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful. Always it believes that something good is about to come off, and it must hurry to meet it."
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"Each of us has the ability to dream."
"We must not listen to those who advise us 'being men to think human thoughts, and being mortal to think mortal thoughts' but must put on immortality as much as possible and strain every nerve to live according to that best part of us, which, being small in bulk, yet much more in its power and honour surpasses all else."
"Choose a subject equal to your abilities; think carefully what your shoulders may refuse, and what they are capable of bearing."
"Fear is not my portion, limitation is not my portion for that reason I will dream massive dreams and I will continue to dream until the end of my road."
"Loneliness kills. It becomes more conspicuous in the crowd."
"As a young child I wanted to be a writer because writers were rich and famous. They lounged around Singapore and Rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. They sniffed cocaine in Mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of Tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle."
"To give your dream an honest try, is to persist and persevere for however long that it would take for it to meet its point of reality."
"The opportunity cost of an unlived dream is not only that dream, but also the dreams the dream was meant to inspire."
"I don't like regressing - I move beyond. Life belongs to the future and I believe in creating History rather than visiting and revisiting the past."
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"And there was that poor sucker Flaubert rolling around on his floor for three days looking for the right word."
"This wasn't just plain terrible, this was fancy terrible. This was terrible with raisins in it."
"My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him."
"I never see that prettiest thing-A cherry bough gone white with Spring-But what I think, 'How gay 'twould beTo hang me from a flowering tree."
"Some men break your heart in two,Some men fawn and flatter,Some men never look at you;And that cleans up the matter."
"God, the bitter misery that reading works into this world! Everybody knows that - everbody who IS everybody. All the best minds have been off reading for years. Look at the swing La Rouchefoucauld took at it. He said that if nobody had ever learned to read, very few people would be in love. Good for you, La Rouchefoucauld; nice going, boy. I wish I'd never learned to read."
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