The conversation of two people remembering, if the memory is enjoyable to both, rocks on like music or lovemaking. There is a rhythm and a predictability to it that each anticipates and relishes.
Being consistent meant not departing from convictions already formulated; being a leader meant making other persons accept these convictions. It was a narrow track, and a one-way, but a person might travel a considerable distance on it. A number of dictators have.
To meet at all, one must open ones eyes to another; and there is no true conversation no matter how many words are spoken, unless the eye, unveiled and listening, opens itself to the other.
Some people are always thirsting for water from other people's wells.
We can love an honest rogue, but what is more offensive than a false saint?
At fourteen you don't need sickness or death for tragedy.
It is not easy to be solitary unless you are also born ruthless. Every solitary repudiates someone.
People who keep journals have life twice
In their sympathies, children feel nearer animals than adults
It is the loving, not the loved, woman who feels loveable.
The emotion, the ecstasy of love, we all want, but God spare us the responsibility.
Knowledge of what you love somehow comes to you; you don’t have to read nor analyze nor study. If you love a thing enough, knowledge of it seeps into you, with particulars more real than any chart can furnish.
The sick soon come to understand that they live in a different world from that of the well and that the two cannot communicate.
The source of one's joy is also often the source of one's sorrow.
If you want a baby, have a new one. Don't baby the old one.
Justice is a terrible but necessary thing.
In my time and neighborhood (and in my soul) there was only one standard by which a woman measured success: did some man want her?
I seem to be the only person in the world who doesn't mind being pitied. If you love me, pity me. The human state is pitiable: born to die, capable of so much, accomplishing so little; killing instead of creating, destroying instead of building, hating instead of loving. Pitiful, pitiful.
The West is color. Its colors are animal rather than vegetable, the colors of earth and sunlight and ripeness.
Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.
Only a fool would refuse to enter a fool's paradise when that's the only paradise he'll ever have a chance to enter.
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