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You do not learn how to write novels in a writing program. You learn how by leading an interesting life. Open yourself up to all experience. Let life pour through you the way light pours through leaves.

Pat Conroy

Losing prepares you for the heartbreak, setback, and the tragedy that you will encounter in the world more than winning ever can. By licking your wounds you learn how to avoid getting wounded the next time.
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Bheartbreak Encounter Lose More Prepare Tragedy Will Win World
Men are prisoners of their genitalia and women are the keepers of the keys to paradise.
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Genitalia Keeper Key Men Paradise Prisoner Women
Without music, life is a journey through a desert.
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Desert Journey Life Music Through Without
Good writing is the hardest form of thinking.
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Good Hardest Think Write
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
The great teachers fill you up with hope and shower you with a thousand reasons to embrace all aspects of life.
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Aspect Embrace Fill Great Hope Life Reason Shower Teacher Thousand
Few things linger longer or become more indwelling than that feeling of both completion and emptiness when a great book ends. That the book accompanies the reader forever from that day forward is part of literature’s profligate generosity.
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Book Both Competition Emptiness End Feel Few Thing Great Indwelling Linger Longer
But no one walks out of his family without reprisals: a family is too disciplined an army to offer compassion to its deserters.
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Army Compassion Deserter Discipline Family Offer Out Reprisal Walk
Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.
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Explain Have Life Myself Only Write
You can be moved profoundly by other vistas, by other oceans, by soaring mountain ranges, but you can never be seduced. You can even forsake the lowcountry, renounce it for other climates, but you can never completely escape the sensuous, semitropical pull of Charleston and her marshes.
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Climate Escape Mountain Move Ocean Other Profound Renounce Way
We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.
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Die Enough Facemweer Men Water
Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it’s afterimage imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscura of dreams.
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Afterimage Camera Crime Against Imprint Irreversible Itself Memory Neagtaive Obscura Rape Sleep
Political correctness has a stranglehold on academia, on feminism, and on the media. It is a form of both madness and maggotry, and has already silenced the voices of writers like James Dicky across the land.
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Across Already Correctness Land Madness Maggotry Medis Political Stranglehold
I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.
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Day Knowledge Life Live Man Old One Real Start Still Terrible Wait
She was one of those Southerners who knew from an early age that the South could never be more for them than a fragrant prison, administered by a collective of loving but treacherous relatives.
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Age Could Early Knew More never One Prison South Southern Them Fragrant
The great teachers fill you up with hope and shower you with a thousand reasons to embrace all aspects of life. I wanted to follow Mr. Monte around for the rest of my life, learning everything he wished to share of impart, but I didn’t know how to ask.
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Aspect Embrace Fill Great Hope Life Reason Shower Teacher Thousand

You do not learn how to write novels in a writing program. You learn how by leading an interesting life. Open yourself up to all experience. Let life pour through you the way light pours through leaves.

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You do not learn how to write novels in a writing program. You learn how by leading an interesting life. Open yourself up to all experience. Let life pour through you the way light pours through leaves.

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