One has no talent. I have no talent. It’s just a question of working, of being willing to put in the time.
GRAHAM GREENEYou needn’t be so scared. Love doesn’t end. Just because we don’t see each other.
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I say that home is where there is a chair and a glass.
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Every monologue sooner or later becomes a discussion.
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We never get accustomed to being less important to other people than they are to us.
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We forget very easily what gives us pain.
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It’s a good world if you don’t weaken.
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Most things disappoint till you look deeper.
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The truth has never been of any real value to any human being – it is a symbol for mathematicians and philosophers to pursue. In human relations kindness and lies are worth a thousand truths.
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Hate is an automatic response to fear, for fear humiliates.
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As long as nothing happens anything is possible.
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Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.
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The next best thing to talking to her is talking about her.
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An autobiography is only ‘a sort of life’ – it may contain less errors of fact than a biography, but it is of necessity even more selective: it begins later and it ends prematurely.
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Innocence always calls mutely for protection when we would be so much wiser to guard ourselves against it: innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.
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It is one of the strange discoveries a man can make that life, however you lead it, contains moments of exhilaration; there are always comparisons which can be made with worse times: even in danger and misery the pendulum swings.
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Eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time, and sometimes it seemed to me that her abandonment touched that strange mathematical point of endlessness, a point with no width, occupying no space.
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