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I would have run all the way and I would have gone up to the largest and leatheriest of the denizens and said: If you truly love me, kill the bartender.

Quentin Crisp

Fashion is not style. Nay, we can say more: Fashion is instead of style. Style is an idiom springing spontaneously from the personality but deliberately maintained.
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Deliberate Fashion Idiom Instead Maintain Personality Spontaneously Style
I asked a girl who came from America to England, when I was only English, and she admitted she had been to a drama school. And I said, “What did they teach you?” And she said, “They taught me to be a candle burning in an empty room.”
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Admit Ask Been Burn Came Candle Country Drama Empty English Girl Out Room School She Taught Teach
An autobiography is an obituary in serial form with the last installment missing.
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Autograph From Installment Last Miss Obituary Serial
You fall out of your mother’s womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave.
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Life Love Relationship
My mother protected me from the world and my father threatened me with it.
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Father Mother Protect Threatened World
I don’t like peas, and I’m glad I don’t like them, because if I liked them I would eat them and I hate them.
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Eat Glad Hate Like Peas Them
If a man were to look over the fence on one side of his garden and observe that the neighbor on his left had laid his garden path round a central lawn; and were to look over the fence on the other side of his garden and observe that the neighbor on his right had laid his path down the middle of the lawn.
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Central Fence Garden Laid Lawn Left Man Neighbour Observe Ook Over Path Round Side Were
The key is never, never work. Nothing is more aging than work. It’s not only the strain of getting up in the morning for work, but it’s the resentment that settles on your face
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Age Assessment Face Key More never Nothing Only Steel Strain Work
Our clothes are too much a part of us for most of us ever to be entirely indifferent to their condition: it is as though the fabric were indeed a natural extension of the body, or even of the soul.
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Cloth Condition Ever Fabric Indeed Indifferent Most Much Our Part Though Too
If I were God – and I never understand why I’m not – I should say, “Shop around, I don’t think you’ll find a better bargain than here.”
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Around Bargain Better Find God Shop Should Think Understand
Nothing in our culture, not even home computers, is more overrated than the epidermal felicity of two featherless bipeds in desperate congress.
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Computer Congress Culture Epidermal Even Facility Featherless Home Nothing Our Overrarte
The measure of woman’s distaste for any part of her life lies not in the loudness of her lamentations (these are only an attempt to buy a martyr’s crown at a reduced price) but in her persistent pursuit of that occupation of which she never ceases to complain.
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Any Attempt Buy Cease Complain Crown Distaste Kie Lamentation Life Loudness Martyr Measure Occupation Part Persistent Price Pursuit Reduced Woman
When I was young, we thought that Oscar Wilde was a great nobleman who had thrown his life away for love. Nothing could be less true. He slept with East Enders who were procured for him by Lord Alfred Douglas.
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Away Great Life Love Nobleman Oscar Through Throw Wide Young
I’m happy to say she was laughing while she said it, but she meant it. I’ve never learned to be a candle burning in an empty room. So I go on the screen, and I say whatever I’m told to say.
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Burn Empty Happy Say Laugh Learn Meant Room Said Told
I simply haven’t the nerve to imagine a being, a force, a cause which keeps the planets revolving in their orbits and then suddenly stops in order to give me a bicycle with three speeds.
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Being Force Have Imagine Keep never Orbit Planet Revolve Simple Stop Sudden
I never understood music. It seemed to me to be the maximum amount of noise conveying the minimum amount of information.
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Amount Convey Information Maximum Minimum Music never Noise Seem Understand

I would have run all the way and I would have gone up to the largest and leatheriest of the denizens and said: If you truly love me, kill the bartender.

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