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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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It takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
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I was dreaming about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.
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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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Someday she might replace whatever of her had gone away by some prosthetic device, a dress of a certain color, a phrase in a letter, another lover.
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He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
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Real flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
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Some of us are afraid of dying; others of human loneliness. Profane was afraid of land or seascapes like this, where nothing else lived but himself.
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It all comes down, as it must, to the desires of individual men. Oh, and women too of course, bless their empty little heads.
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What are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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