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Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.

Pat Conroy

Here is all I ask of a book- give me everything. Everything, and don’t leave out a single word.
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All Ask Book Everything Give Here Leave Single Word
Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
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All Except Meaning Memory No Time
Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.
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Again Chamber End never Once Over Play Quester Travel Voyage
I was born into the century in which novels lost their stories, poems their rhymes, paintings their form, and music its beauty, but that does not mean I had to like that trend or go along with it. I fight against these movements with every book I write.
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Along Beauty Book Born Movement Music Painting Poem Rhyme Sory Write
Then another porpoise broke the water and rolled toward us. A third and fourth porpoise neared. The visitation was something so rare and perfect that we knew by instinct not to speak-and then as quickly as they had come, the porpoises moved away from us…
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Another Btole Water Fourth Near Porpoise Roll Third Toward Us
Men are prisoners of their genitalia and women are the keepers of the keys to paradise.
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Genitalia Keeper Key Men Paradise Prisoner Women
The mind is an intricate mechanism that can be run on the fuels of both victory and defeatism.
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Both Defeatism Fuel Intricate Mechanism Mind Run Victory
There is no teacher more discriminating or transforming than loss.
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Discriminating Loss More No Teacher Transform
There’s no word in the language I revere more than ‘teacher.’ My heart sings when a kid refers to me as his teacher, and it always has. I’ve honored myself and the entire family of man by becoming a teacher.
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Always Heart Language More No Refer Reverse Sing Teacher Word
She was one of those Southerners who knew from an early age that the South could never be more for them than a fragrant prison, administered by a collective of loving but treacherous relatives.
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Age Could Early Knew More never One Prison South Southern Them Fragrant
Red Hook Road made me happy, and happy to be alive. It took me out of my home on the coast of South Carolina, placed me in the town along Red hook Road, and changed me the way good books always do.
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Alive Happy Hook Made Red Road
I’ve never had anyone’s approval, so I’ve learned to live without it.
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Anyone Approve Learn Live never Without
Few things linger longer or become more indwelling than that feeling of both completion and emptiness when a great book ends. That the book accompanies the reader forever from that day forward is part of literature’s profligate generosity.
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Book Both Competition Emptiness End Feel Few Thing Great Indwelling Linger Longer
I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don’t mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a place much safer than home.
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Anything Be Come Home Mean Meant Place Prosaic Sense
Books are living things and their task lies in their vows of silence.
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Book Lie Live Silence Tale Thing Vow
She had so mastered the strategies of camouflage that her own history had seemed a series of well-placed mirrors that kept her hidden from herself.
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Camouflage Her History Kept Master Mirror Own Pace Seem She Strategy Well

Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.

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