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Kathleen Winsor

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    Adultery is not a crime, it's an amusement.

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    Charm is the ability to make someone else think that both of you are pretty wonderful.

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    Everything matters, but nothing matters very much.

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    Half the joys and half the sorrows of this world are discovered in bed.

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    If you had better sense you’d have learned by now that nothing thrives so well as wickedness

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    I guess experience is just learning at first hand the things you knew all along anyway.

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    I've got a penny-ante talent, out of which I try to drum up a living for myself. And what nobody seems to realize is that it's just as difficult to get a bad idea as a good one.

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    Marygreen did not change in sixteen years. It had changed little enough in the past two years.

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    ... maybe that's all anyone who writes or paints or sculpts is doing anyway -- excusing themselves for refusing to live like other people or be like them.

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    Most people are so busy knocking themselves out trying to do everything they think they should, they never get around to do what they want to do.

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    [Sex] is something big and cosmic. What else do we have? There's only birth and death and the union of two people - and sex is the only one that happens to us more than once.

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    She was luxuriously tired and her muscles felt sore from the unaccustomed strain of riding astride. Nothing had ever tasted so good as the cool golden ale she swallowed from a pewter tankard. She slept deeply that night and longer than she had intended.

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    Success is often harder to take than failure.

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    the end of anything is a relief. In every relationship, even the most valuable, there are certain unpleasant tensions - and the ending of it snaps those taut inner wires.

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    there are only two ways to make a lot [of money] while you're young: One is to entertain the public; and the other is to cheat it.

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    There's an old press-agents' slogan that's good advice: Don't read your publicity - weigh it.

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    There's one thing I've always known: You can let people suspect anything else about you, but you must never let them suspect you of knowing what you're doing.

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    They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenly struck with panic. Now he was going--out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement--and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger. Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.

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    War makes strangers bedfellows.

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    Do you know what this reminds me of--every time I see it happen? It's like a kids' game where the ones who are successful stand in a circle, grabbing money with one hand and passing it with the other. While everyone else stands around on the outside, watching them anxiously and trying to figure a way to get into the circle so they can play too.

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    Her honey-coloured hair fell in heavy wavesbelow her shoulders and as she stared up at him her eyes, clear, speckled amber, seemed to tilt at the corners; her brows were black and swept up in arcs, and she had thick black lashesh. There was about her a kind of warm luxuriance, something immediately suggestive to the men of pleasurable fulfillment- something for which she was not responsible but of which she was acutely conscious.

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    I think I'll name her Amber - for the colour of her father's eyes.

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    She had never seen anyone like him before in her life. The clothes he wore, the sound of his voice, the expression in his eys, all made her feel that she had had z moomentary glimpse into another world - and she longed passionately to see it again, if only for a brief while.