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"Yes, looking through the eyes of literature we may talk about the beauty of sadness! But in the eyes of truth, sadness is just saddening; there is no beauty there, only a touching desperation!"

"She [Mme Sazerat] did not offer her hand, but smiled at my mother with vague melancholy as one smiles at a playmate from one's childhood, but with whom all connection has been severed because she has lived a debauched life, married a jailbird or, worse still, a divorced man."

"I told Doreen I would not go to the show or the luncheon or the film premiere, but that I would not go to Coney Island either, I would stay in bed. Then I wondered why I couldn't go the whole way doing what I should any more. This made me sad and tired. Then I wondered why I couldn't go the whole way doing what I shouldn't, the way Doreen did, and this made me even sadder and more tired."

"Without a song, life is a sorrow."

"She knows he's not the same. He's different now. The eyes that once held too much contain nothing at all. He is colorless. Faded like sun-drenched wallpaper. The man that stands before her has no answers to her questions, and no ointment for her fears."

"Maybe somebody finally shot the dog."
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"Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving."

"Act like you care. Pray like you care. Speak, smile, reach out, and live like you care. The point is to make sure those in your life know beyond doubt that you do care."

"All human beings wield influence-a powerful sword granted at birth. Wield your sword with care."

"The only thing you can justifiably claim that life owes you is an equal measure of what you have given out. And even that is debatable."

"World peace, true love, and happily-ever-afters amount to wasted wishes, failed endeavors, and most precious dreams."

"A picture may be worth a thousand words, but those well-arranged words are worth a multi-million-dollar motion picture."

"Turn around. you've got grass and dead flowers. My fingers naturally began to comb through my long, black strands, shaking things loose as Sarti carefully removed more stubborn pieces. The flowers had been left over from my forced marriage to Thaddeus. The grass, from a sensual night with Kresh the eve of my honeymoon. Devilish irony."
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