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"Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know."
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"A fashionable milieu is one in which everybody's opinion is made up of the opinion of all the others. Has everybody a different opinion? Then it is a literary milieu."
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"So, while we're sitting here on this luxury yacht enjoying our bread and water, why doesn't someone tell me the plan?"
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"After all, that's all a man really needs: a big city full of sin and sleaze, and a chance."
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"I don't envy "busy." Busy means having a schedule, not living life. What I really covet is leisure and peace of mind. Those who have both, have it all."
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"Getting through life without a lot of money, possessions, and/or friends is admirable, especially if it is by choice."
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"Some days you live in pajamas, and your hair kind-of has that Albert Einstein look."
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"Luckily, I always travel with a book, just in case I have to wait on line for Santa, or some such inconvenience."
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"There is no such thing as a good call at 7 AM. It's been my experience that all calls between the hours of 11 PM and 9 AM are disaster calls."
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"A person who is in a constant rat race seldom has time to think whether or not he is living his life properly."
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"Beware the hobby that eats."
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"Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever."
Death
"Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."
Poetry
"And she forgot the stars, the moon, and sun/ And she forgot the blue above the trees,/ And she forgot the dells where waters run,/ And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze;/ She had no knowledge when the day was done,/ And the new morn she saw not: but in peace/ Hung over her sweet basil evermore,/ And moisten'd it with tears unto the core."
Poetry
"Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss."
Love
"Love is my religion - I could die for it."
Love
"You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task."
Difference
"A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness."
Beauty
"Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel."
Conflict
"I had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving."
Grief
"Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."
Poetry
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