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"I feel sorry for novelists when they have to mention women's eyes: there's so little choice, and whatever colouring is decided upon inevitably carries banal implications. Her eyes are blue: innocence and honesty. Her eyes are black: passion and depth. Her eyes are green: wildness and jealousy. Her eyes are violet: the novel is by Raymond Chandler."
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"The bowl is warmer than the soup."
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"No writer has an imaginative power richer than what the streets offer."
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"Good God. Men everywhere."
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"As far as she could see, children mostly argued, shouted, ran around very fast, laughed loudly, picked their noses, got dirty and sulked."
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"He reads much;He is a great observer and he looksQuite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays,As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music;Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sortAs if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spiritThat could be moved to smile at any thing.Such men as he be never at heart's easeWhiles they behold a greater than themselves,And therefore are they very dangerous."
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"Society in its boundless ignorance ridicules the caterpillar but praises the butterfly."
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"Dickens writes that one of his characters, "listened to everything without seeming to, which showed he understood his business."
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"Take a perfect day add six hours of rain and fog and you have instant London."
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"I frequently observe that one pretty face would be followed by five and thirty frights."
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"Novelists should never allow themselves to weary of the study of real life. If they observed this duty conscientiously, they would give us fewer pictures chequered with vivid contrasts of light and shade; they would seldom elevate their heroes and heroines to the heights of rapture - still seldomer sink them to the depths of despair; for if we rarely taste the fulness of joy in this life, we yet more rarely savour the acrid bitterness of hopeless anguish."
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"Books say: she did this because. Life says: she did this. Books are where things are explained to you, life where things aren't."
Life
"How weird it would be to have around you only as many books as you have time to read in the rest of your life. And I remain deeply attached to the physical book and the physical bookshop."
Literature
"How do we seize the past? Can we ever do so? When I was a medical student some pranksters at the end-of-the-term dance released into the hall a piglet which had been smeared with grease. It squirmed between legs, evaded capture, squealed a lot. People fell over trying to grasp it, and were made to look ridiculous in the process. The past often seems to behave like that piglet."
Memory
"Is there anything more plausible than a second hand?"
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"History isn't what happened, history is just what historians tell us."
History
"One of the things he had learned in life, and which he hoped he could rely on, was that a greater pain drives out a lesser one. A strained muscle disappears before toothache, toothache disappears before a crushed finger. He hoped - it was his only hope now - that the pain of cancer, the pain of dying , would drive out the pains of love. It did not seem likely."
Resilience
"What does the novel do? It tells beautiful, shapely lies which enclose hard, exact truths."
Philosophy
"Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time. Art does not exist for art's sake: it exists for people's sake."
Art
"May you be ordinary, as the poet once wished the new-born baby."
Life
"The writer has little control over personal temperament, none over historical moment, and is only partly in charge of his or her own aesthetic."
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