The heart wakens from coma and its dyspnea ends. Its strengthening pulse is to cross over into campground, to believe that the world has not been altogether lost or, if lost, then not altogether in vain.
BERNARD DEVOTOThe best reason for putting anything down on paper is that one may then change it.
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History abhors determinism but cannot tolerate chance.
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The rat stops gnawing in the wood, the dungeon walls withdraw, the weight is lifted your pulse steadies and the sun has found your heart, the day was not bad, the season has not been bad, there is sense and even promise in going on.
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The trouble with Reason is that it becomes meaningless at the exact point where it refuses to act.
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When evening quickens in the street, comes a pause in the day’s occupation that is known as the cocktail hour. It marks the lifeward turn.
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One may lack words to express the impact of beauty but no one who has felt it remains untouched. It is renewal, enlargement, intensification.
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A novelist has mad a fictional representation of life. I doing so, he has revealed to us more significance, it may be, than he could find in life itself.
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The dawn of knowledge is usually the false dawn.
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You can no more keep a martini in the refrigerator than you can keep a kiss there. The proper union of gin and vermouth is a great and sudden glory; it is one of the happiest marriages on earth and one of the shortest-lived.
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The parks preserve it permanently in the inheritance of the American citizens.
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The best reason for putting anything down on paper is that one may then change it.
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When evening quickens in the street, comes a pause in the day’s occupation that is known as the cocktail hour.
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Art is the terms of an armistice signed with fate.
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The West begins where the average annual rainfall drops below twenty inches. When you reach the line which marks that drop – for convenience, the one hundredth meridian – you have reached the West.
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The trouble with the sacred Individual is that he has no significance, except as he can acquire it from others, from the social whole.
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New England is a finished place. Its destiny is that of Florence or Venice, not Milan while the American empire careens onward toward its unpredicted end. . . .
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