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    Dead folks can't hurt you none. It's the ones that are alive, you have to watch out for.

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    Didn't you ever notice how it's always people who wish they had somethin' or had done somethin' that hate the hardest?

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    Even Tom Sawyer had a girlfriend and to talk about adults without talking about their sex drives is like talking about a window without glass.

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    How easy it is, how dangerously easy it is to hate a man for one's own inadequacies.

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    If every man, ...ceased to hate and blame every other man for his own failures and shortcomings, we would see the end of every evil in the world, from war to backbiting.

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    If I'm a lousy writer, then an awful lot of people have lousy taste.

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    I have seldom, if ever, seen money and gentleness go hand in hand.

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    I looked into that empty bottle and I saw myself.

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    Indian summer is like a woman.

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    Nude is a word as smoooth as your hips ... but naked has the sound of a rock being turned over to expose maggots.

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    The public loves to create a hero....Sometimes I think they do it for the sheer joy of knocking him down from the highest peak. Like a child who builds a house of blocks and then destroys it with one vicious kick.

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    ...and often Lisa thought bitterly of the ideas she had held on "college life" before coming to Denton, ideas and images culled from a hundred magazine stories and as many movies. Where were the convertibles, the secret bottles of liquor, the gay young men and their wild girl friends?

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    Did I read because I was lonely, or was I lonely because I started to read?

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    It was as if each of them sensed vaguely that the Saturday afternoons of youth are few, and precious, and this feeling which neither of them could have defined or described made every moment of this time together too short, too quickly gone, yet clearer and more sharply edged than any other.