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Love’s action. It isn’t talk and it never has been.

Pat Conroy

It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.
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God Handicraft Joyous Look Might Represent Sense Of Humour Work
We die long before women do, with our hearts exploding or our blood pressure rising or our livers eaten away by alcohol because that lake of grief inside us has no outlet.
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Alcohol Away Blood Exploit Heart Liver Eaten Outlet Pressure Sie Women
I would always be a better hater of things and institutions than a lover of them.
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Always Better Hater Institution Lover Thing Would
Baseball fans love numbers. They love to swirl them around their mouths like Bordeaux wine.
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Around Baseball Bordeaux Fan Love Mouth Number Swirl Wine
I have heard it said that an inoculation to the sights and smells of the Carolina lowcountry is an almost irreversible antidote to the charms of other landscapes, other alien geographies.
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Alien Charm Geographic Heard Inoculation Landscape Sight Smell
There are no ideas in the South, just barbecue.
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Barbecue Idea Just No South
From the very beginning, I wrote to explain my own life to myself, and I invited any readers who chose to make the journey with me to join me on the high wire.
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Beginning Chose Explain From Invite Journey Life Make Myself Own Reader Wrote
When men talk about the agony of being men, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of self-pity.
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Agony Away Being Mne Pity Quite Recurrent Self Take Theme
I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.
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Bear Could Could Music Kill Made Memory Such Thing
Urge them toward excellence, drive them toward gentleness, pull them deep into yourself, pull them upward toward manhood, but softly like an angel arranging clouds. Let your spirit move through them softly.
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Deep Excellence Manhood Men Softly Spirit Toward Urge
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
Good coaching is good teaching and nothing else.
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Coach Else Good Nothing Teach
Good writing is the hardest form of thinking.
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Good Hardest Think Write
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
Then, too, I want a book so filled with story and character that I read page after page without thinking of food or drink because a writer has possessed me, crazed with an unappeasable thirst to know what happens next.
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Character Fill Food Happen Page Think Unappealable Want
No story is a straight line. The geometry of a human life is too imperfect and complex, too distorted by the laughter of time and the bewildering intricacies of fate to admit the straight line into its system of laws.
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Distort Geometry Human Imperfect Laughter Life Line Story Straight Time

Love’s action. It isn’t talk and it never has been.

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