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Joan Didion

"I tell you this true story just to prove that I can. That my frailty has not yet reached a point at which I can no longer tell a true story."

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"I tell you this true story just to prove that I can. That my frailty has not yet reached a point at which I can no longer tell a true story."

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"Popular opinions, on subjects not palpable to sense, are often true, but seldom or never the whole truth."

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"There is never vulgarity in a whole truth, however commonplace. It may be unimportant or painful. It cannot be vulgar. Vulgarity is only in concealment of truth, or in affectation."

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"What you believe, that is your truth, that you will attract and, for sure, that will manifest in your life."

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"Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes it feels real good."

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"The most risky liability of your life is 'the unspoken truth'."

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Amber Hurdle

"Truth is, life is going shake you, it will rip you right out of your comfort zone;just when you feel settled, it will shock you with some trauma and make you face adversity in the most undesirable of ways... And here is the question of it all? What's it all for... Not many search long enough to know but the wise ask you.. Are you going to be a slave to your journey or the pioneer to your dream, if God handed you a lesson ;he knew before your time, your strength could endure i. so next time you doubt another thought or feed your heart with negative emotions think about it... You are here, alive, breathing and if that's not enough than you should think about what is."

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Amber Hurdle

"Truth never damages a cause that is just."

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"Be true to your love to be true to yourself."

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"What you can believe with your heart is your truth."

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Amber Hurdle

"Knowledge is air to the wise. Wisdom is poison to a fool."

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"I could not count the times during the average day when something would come up that I needed to tell him. This impulse did not end with his death. What ended was the possibility of response."
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"As a writer, even as a child, long before what I wrote began to be published, I developed a sense that meaning itself was resident in the rhythms of words and sentences and paragraphs...The way I write is who I am, or have become..."
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"We still counted happiness and health and love and luck and beautiful children as 'ordinary blessings."
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"I bought new strings of colored lights. This served as a profession of faith in the future. I take the opportunity for such professions where and when I can invent them, since I do not yet actually feel this faith in the future."
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"Was there ever in anyone's life span a point free in time, devoid of memory, a night when choice was any more than the sum of all the choices gone before?"
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"Innocence ends when one is stripped of the delusion that one likes oneself."
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"Do not whine... Do not complain. Work harder. Spend more time alone."
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"Making judgments on films is in many ways so peculiarly vaporous an occupation that the only question is why, beyond the obvious opportunities for a few lectures fees and a little careerism at a dispiritingly self-limiting level, anyone does it in the first place."
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"When we start deceiving ourselves into thinking not that we want something or need something, not that it is a pragmatic necessity for us to have it, but that it is a moral imperative that we have it, then is when we join the fashionable madmen, and then is when the thin whine of hysteria is heard in the land, and then is when we are in bad trouble. And I suspect we are already there."
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"Survivors look back and see omens, messages they missed.They remember the tree that died, the gull that splattered onto the hood of the car.They live by symbols. They read meaning into the barrage of spam on the unused computer, the delete key that stops working, the imagined abandonment in the decision to replace it."
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