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In my dreams I ate and I ate my dreams.

Bernard Malamud

All my life I wanted to accomplish something worthwhile-a thing people will say took a little something.
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Accomplishment Littles People
No use fanning up hot coals when you have to walk across them.
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Across Anger Coal Hot
Politics isn’t in my nature.
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Nature Politics Work
Comedy, I imagine, is harder to do consistently than tragedy, but I like it spiced in the wine of sadness.
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Sadness Tragedy Wine
If your train’s on the wrong track every station you come to is the wrong station.
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Stations Track Train
The first draft of a book is the most uncertain-where you need guts, the ability to accept the imperfect until it is better.
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Accept Book Imperfect Uncertain Until
And if at all possible, give order to; but one must not withdraw from the task if he has some small things to offer – he does so at the risk of diminishing his humanity.
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Diminishing Humanity Small Some Withdraw
Life is a tragedy full of joy.
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Follow Joy Life Your Heart
Somewhere I put it this way: first drafts are for learning what one’s fiction wants him to say. Revision works with that knowledge to enlarge and enhance an idea, to reform it. Revision is one of the exquisite pleasures of writing.
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Ideas Reform Revision Work Writing
The past exudes legend: one can’t make pure clay of time’s mud.
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Clay Experience Past
Overnight business could go down enough to hurt; yet as a rule it slowly recovered-sometimes it seemed to take forever-went up, not high enough to be really up, only not down.
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Down Forever Hurt Obstacles Overnight
Writers who can’t invent stories often substitute style for narrative. They remind me of the painter who couldn’t paint people, so he painted chairs.
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People Stories Style
Ithink Isaid’All menare Jews excepttheydon’t know it.’I doubt I expected anyone to take the statement literally. But I think it’s an understandable statement and a metaphoric way of indicating how history, sooner or later, treats all men.
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Doubt Men Metaphoric Statement Thinking
How can we be strangers if we both believe in God?
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Believe Both God Stranger
Where to look if you’ve lost your mind?
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Looks Lost Mind
Children were strangers you loved because you could love. If they gave back love when they were grown you were ahead of the game.
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Back Children Games Love

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