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My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.

Pat Conroy

There is such a thing as too much beauty in a woman and it is often a burden as crippling as homeliness and far more dangerous. It takes much luck and integrity to survive the gift of perfect beauty, and its impermanence is its most cunning betrayal.
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Beauty Burden Crippling Dangerous More Much Often Such Thing Too Woman
And when women talk about being women, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of blaming men.
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Being Blame Get Men Quite Recurrent Talk Theme Way When Women
Why do they not teach you that time is a finger snap and an eye blink, and that you should not allow a moment to pass you by without taking joyous, ecstatic note of it, not wasting a single moment of its swift, breakneck circuit?
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Allow Blink Eye Finger Moment Pass Should Snap Teach Time
In Charleston, more than elsewhere, you get the feeling that the twentieth century is a vast, unconscionable mistake.
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Century Elsewhere Feel Mistake More People Person Twethies Unconciousable Vast
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
My attraction to story is a ceaseless current that runs through the center of me. My inexhaustible ardor for reading seems connected to my hunger for storylines that show up in both books and in the great tumbling chaos of life.
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Attraction Ceaseless Center Current Run Story
Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.
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Explain Have Life Myself Only Write
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
Happiness is an accident of nature, a beautiful and flawless aberration.
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Aberration Accident Bature Beautiful Flawless Happiness
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
A library could show you everything if you knew where to look.
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Everything Knew Library Look Show
She had so mastered the strategies of camouflage that her own history had seemed a series of well-placed mirrors that kept her hidden from herself.
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Camouflage Her History Kept Master Mirror Own Pace Seem She Strategy Well
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
Like everything else, love’s not worth much without some action to back it up.
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Action Back Else Everything Life Love Some Up Worth
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
Do you think that Hemingway knew he was a writer at twenty years old? No, he did not. Or Fitzgerald, or Wolfe. This is a difficult concept to grasp. Hemingway didn’t know he was Ernest Hemingway when he was a young man.
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Country Do Hemingway Knew Old People Person Think Writer Year

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