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Life is more or less a lie, but then again, that's exactly the way we want it to be. —Chronicles, Songwriter, Bob Dylan
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One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman. ——The Second Sex, Writer, Simone de Beauvoir
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There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact. —The Boscombe Valley Mystery, Writer, Arthur Conan Doyle
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Summer—summer—summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass! —Indian Summer of a Forsyte, Novelist, John Galsworthy
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At times it seemed unfair that I should be paid for my work; for driving out in the early morning with the fields glittering under the first pale sunshine and the wisps of mist still hanging on the high tops. —All Creatures Great and Small, Writer, James Herriot
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The answer can't be found in books—or be solved by bringing it to other people. Not unless you want to remain a child all your life. You've got to find the answer inside you—feel the right thing to do. —Flowers for Algernon, Novelist, Daniel Keyes
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I am the light, light, light, light of my soul I am beautiful, I am bountiful, I am bliss ——I Am the Light of My Soul, Songwriter, Snatam Kaur
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Because in the end, you won't remember the time you spent working in an office or mowing the lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain. —The Dharma Bums, Writer, Jack Kerouac
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Most men resemble great deserted palaces: the owner occupies only a few rooms and has closed off wings where he never ventures. —Journal, 1932-1939, Writer, François Mauriac
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Talent is the tiniest of sparks. A spark lights the fire. But you have to feed the fire more fuel to keep it going. Else it dies out. —Reinvent Yourself, Writer, James Altucher
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To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. Yes. A time to keep silent and a time to speak. Yes, all that. —Fahrenheit 451, Writer, Ray Bradbury
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To dine with the utmost luxury at the smallest expense was a proficiency belonging to him, and of which he was very proud. ——The Claverings, Writer, Anthony Trollope
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The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it. —Diggers, Writer, Terry Pratchett
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His mother taught him to sing. And when he had grown up and had listened to the world's song, he felt that there could be no greater happiness than to return to her song. In her song dwelt the most precious and most incomprehensible dreams of mankind. —Independent People, Writer, Halldór Laxness
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I want to be both pathetic and admirable, I want to be at the same time a child and an adult. —A Lover's Discourse: Fragments, Essayist, Roland Barthes
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Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea. —The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Writer, Douglas Adams
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And then we would sit and watch as the first hint of sunlight, a light tinge of day blue, would leak out of the eastern horizon, slowly erasing the stars. The day sky would spread wide and high, until the first ray of the sun made an appearance. ——When Breath Becomes Air, Writer, Paul Kalanithi
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If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. —Stray Birds, Poet, Rabindranath Tagore
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When I was done traveling I returned convinced of one thing: we're nothing. —The Savage Detectives, Novelist, Roberto Bolaño
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When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. —When I am Among the Trees, Poet, Mary Oliver
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