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There is only one unpardonable sin–deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven.

Truman Capote

You can’t blame a writer for what the characters say.
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Blame Character Talk Writing
Friendship is a pretty full-time occupation if you really are friendly with somebody. You can’t have too many friends because then you’re just not really friends.
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Bond Friendship Job Time Yourself
We all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.
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Leaving Sky Time Understand
Most secrets should never be told, but especially those that are more menacing to the listener than to the teller.
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Listening Secret Trouble
A boy has to peddle his book.
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Book Boy Education
And in this moment, like a swift intake of breath, the rain came.
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Breathe Moments Rain
A work of art is one of mystery, the one extreme magic; everything else is either arithmetic or biology.
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Art Magic Mathematics Mystery Science Work
You can’t give your heart to a wild thing.
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Heart Wild Yourself
In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms.
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Bloom Break Flower Garden Nature Voice Yourself
Are the dead as lonesome as the living?
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Dead Live Lonely One Liner Philosophy Spiritual
Everybody has to feel superior to somebody,” she said. “But it’s customary to present a little proof before you take the privilege.
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Evidence Feeling Present Privilege
Good luck and believe me, dearest Doc – it’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.
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Believe Better Country Disappearance Goodness Live Luck
The enemy was anyone who was someone he wanted to be or who had anything he wanted to have.
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Enemy Himself Leaving
There were hints of sunrise on the rim of the sky, yet it was still dark, and the traces of morning color were like goldfish swimming in ink.
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Darkness Gold Morning Nature Rise Sky Sun
Reading dreams. That’s what started her walking down the road. Every day she’d walk a little further: a mile, and come home. Two miles, and come home. One day she just kept on.
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Dreams Herself Home Oneself Reading Road Start Walk
I prefer to underwrite. Simple, clear as a country creek.
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Country Prefer Simplicity Writing

There is only one unpardonable sin–deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven.

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