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"True wisdom often comes from the experience of failure-not from success."
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Personal Development
"I'm not much of a believer in the so-called character study; I think that in the end, the story should always be the boss."
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Personal Development
"It is by a mathematical point only that we are wise, as the sailor or fugitive slave keeps the polestar in his eye; but that is sufficient guidance for all our life. We may not arrive at our port within a calculable period, but we would preserve the true course."
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Personal Development
"The intelligent are candles, the virtuous are torches, the wise are lamps, and the enlightened are stars."
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Personal Development
"Kill your darlings, kill your darlings, even when it breaks your egocentric little scribbler's heart, kill your darlings."
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Personal Development
"Ignorance is your opponent, fear is your enemy, vice is your adversary, virtue is your friend, and wisdom is your helper."
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Personal Development
"A healthy amount of fear and respect might be a good idea."
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Personal Development
"Because of ignorance and negligence we lost the most precious value-life."
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Personal Development
"To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything."
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Personal Development
"When an ordinary man attains knowledge, he is a sage; when a sage attains understanding, he is an ordinary man."
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"Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately?"
Regret
"A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They're all parts of yourself."
Order
"Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway."
Emotion
"My mother once wrote a poem about rivers. They were women, she wrote. Starting out small girls, tiny streams decorated with wildflowers. They were torrents, gouging paths through sheer granite, flinging themselves off cliffs, fearless and irresistible. Later, they grew fat servicable, broad slow curves carrying commerce and sewage, but in their unconscious depths catfish gorged, grew the size of barges, and in the hundred - year storms, they rose up, forgetting the promises they made, the wedding vows, and drowned everything for miles around. Finally they gave out, birth - emptied, malarial, into a fan of swamps that met the ocean."
Nature
"What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live, or damn it for allowing the rest?"
Life
"What was beauty unless you intended to use it, like a hammer, or a key? It was just something for other people to use and admire, or envy, despise. To nail their dreams onto like a picture hanger on a blank wall. And so many girls saying, use me, dream me."
Society
"Rena noticed me watching it pass. 'You think they don't got problem?' Rena said. 'Everybody got problem. You got me, they got insurance, house payment, Preparation H.' She smiled, baring the part between her two upper teeth. 'We are the free birds. They want to be us."
Life
"We tried not to be in the same room at the same time when Starr was home, we set the air on fire between us."
Life
"For lunch, we drove into the hills and parked in the dappled shade of a big sycamore, its powdery white bark like a woman's body against the uncanny blue sky."
Nature
"The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart."
Memory
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