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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.

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I could think of nothing. And, slowly, it was upon exactly that nothingness that my mind began to dwell, that constant sense of wanting without having, of being hated without reason.
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Is not life exactly what it ought to be, in a certain sense? Isn’t it only the naive who find all of this baffling?
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It would have been impossible for me to have told anyone what I derived from these novels, for it was nothing less than a sense of life itself.
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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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The spirit I had caught gave me insight into the suffering of others, made me gravitate toward those whose feelings were like my own, made me sit for hours while others told me of their lives, made me strangely tender and cruel, violent and peaceful.
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I didn’t know I was really alive in this world until I felt things hard enough to kill for ’em.
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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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Half Halfway House Inside Make Mind Small
I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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Day Forget Learn Leaving might Some South Understand
I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them.
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Ache Another Awful Chance Committed Done Knowing Listen Some Undo Vaguely
In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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Consciousness Heart Kind Light Night Shape Yearning
You usually take it for granted and think you know us, but our history is far stranger than you suspect, and we are not what we seem.
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A mode of being that the way of life about me had said could not be, must not be, and upon which the penalty of death had been placed.
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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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It hugs the easy way of damning those whom it cannot understand, of excluding those who look different, and it salves its conscience with a self-draped cloak of righteousness
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Conscience Damm Drape Easy Hug Righteousness Salvie Self
The more closely the author thinks of why he wrote, the more he comes to regard his imagination as a kind of self-generating cement which glued his facts together, and his emotions as a kind of dark and obscure designer of those facts.
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