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If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.

Evelyn Waugh

For in that city -New York; there is neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistake for energy.
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Energy Mistake People Resident
Instead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
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Division People Sex Weird
Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.
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Books Novel Phone Wife Writing
I should like to bury something precious in every place where I’ve been happy and then, when I’m old and ugly and miserable, I could come back and dig it up and remember.
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Bury Happiness Misery Myself Old Place Precious Remember Ugly
He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.
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Alive Himself Strength Struggle War
I can’t bare you when you’re not amusing.
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Amusement Myself Personality Yourself
I don’t believe that people would ever fall in love or want to be married if they hadn’t been told about it. It’s like abroad: no one would want to go there if they hadn’t been told it existed.
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Believe Existence Fall Love Marriage Myself People
Conversation should be like juggling; up go the balls and plates, up and over, in and out, good solid objects that glitter in the footlights and fall with a bang if you miss them.
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Conversation Goodness Missing Yourself
Mr. Wodehouse’s idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.
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Future Generation Happiness Himself Live World
Money is only useful when you get rid of it. It is like the odd card in ‘Old Maid’; the player who is finally left with it has lost.
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Lost Money Philosophy Player
An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.
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Age Artist Flop Reaction Stand
I think it’s one of the kindest things you can do to the very wicked, to give them time to repent.
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Kind Myself Thinking Time Wickedness
I think there’s almost nothing I can’t excuse except perhaps worshiping graven images. That seems to be idiotic.
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Excuse Image Myself Stupidity Thinking Worship
If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.
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Answer Desire Desperate Emotion Hate Identity Love Name Philosophy Yourself
O God, make me good, but not yet.
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Character God Goodness One Liner
Port is not for the very young, the vain and the active. It is the comfort of age and the companion of the scholar and the philosopher.
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Active Age Comfortable Company Philosophy Young

If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.

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If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.

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