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We all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.

Truman Capote

Anticipation is anxiety. I have always had a very extreme anxiety thing.
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Anxiety Mental Myself
I just live one day at a time. That’s my new theory in life.
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Day Life Live Myself Theory Time
Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.
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Autumn Beginning Myself Season
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 is only one unpardonable sin–deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven.
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Cruelty Forgiveness Mistake Sin
It’s better to look at the sky than live there.
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Better Deep Live Sky
I thought of the future, and spoke of the past.
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Future Myself Past Talk
Finishing a book is just like you took a child out in the back yard and shot it.
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Book Children Shoot Yourself
The problem with living outside the law is that you no longer have its protection.
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Law Live Problem Protection
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
A man who doesn’t dream is like a man who doesn’t sweat. He stores up a lot of poison.
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Dreams Man Poison Store
A conversation is a dialogue, not a monologue. That’s why there are so few good conversations: due to scarcity, two intelligent talkers seldom meet.
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Conversation Goodness Intelligence Scarcity Talk
It may be normal, darling; but I’d rather be natural.
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Choice Myself Natural Normal Ordinary
It is very seldom that a person loves anyone they cannot in some way envy.
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Jealous Love Person
If there is no mystery, for the artist, to solve inside of his art, then there’s no point in it….for me, every act of the art of solving a mystery.
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Art Artist Myself Mystery
It’s a very excruciating life facing that blank piece of paper every day and having to reach up somewhere into the clouds and bring something down out of them.
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Life Paper Pieces Reach Tired

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