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That which you believe becomes your world.
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Heaven would never be heaven without you.
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love
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Richard Matheson |
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cc48cae
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Thank you...for gracing my life with your lovely presence, for adding the sweet measure of your soul to my existence.
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sweet-talk
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Richard Matheson |
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Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend.
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Richard Matheson |
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0108365
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Let this hell be our heaven.
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love
hell
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Richard Matheson |
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27b8814
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They think of suicide as a quick route to oblivion, an escape. Far from it. It merely alters a person from one form to another. Nothing can destroy the spirit. Suicide only precipitates a darker continuation of the same conditions from which escape was sought. A condition under circumstances so much more painful.
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Richard Matheson |
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What condemnation could possibly be more harsh than one's own, when self-pretense is no longer possible?
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Richard Matheson |
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We've forgotten much. How to struggle, how to rise to dizzy heights and sink to unparalleled depths. We no longer aspire to anything. Even the finer shades of despair are lost to us. We've ceased to be runners. We plod from structure to conveyance to employment and back again. We live within the boundaries that science has determined for us. The measuring stick is short and sweet. The full gamut of life is a brief, shadowy continuum that ru..
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progress
aspiration
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Richard Matheson |
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All of us have a path to follow and the path begins on earth.
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life
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Richard Matheson |
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Chris Nielsen: Thank you for every kindness. Thank you for our children. For the first time I saw them. Thank you for being someone I was always proud to be with. For your guts, for your sweetness. For how you always looked, for how I always wanted to touch you. God, you were my life. I apologize for everytime I ever failed you. Especially this one...
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Richard Matheson |
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After a while, though, even the deepest sorrow faltered, even the most penetrating despair lost its scalpel edge.
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Richard Matheson |
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If men only felt about death as they do about sleep, all terrors would cease. . . Men sleep contentedly, assured that they will wake the following morning. They should feel the same about their lives.
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sleep
death
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Chris:I forgive you. Annie: For killing my children and my sweet husband? Chris: For being so wonderful a guy would choose hell over heaven just to be around you.
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Richard Matheson |
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That's what was wrong with drinking too much. You became immune to drunken delights. There was no solace in liquor. Before you got happy, you collapsed.
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Richard Matheson |
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In a world of monotonous horror there could be no salvation in wild dreaming.
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Richard Matheson |
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Failures plagued me. Things I had omitted or ignored, neglected. What I should have given and hadn't. I felt the biting pang of every unfulfillment.
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life
failure
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Richard Matheson |
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60d1c2b
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But it was hard to keep his hands still. He could almost feel them twitching emphatically with his strong desire to reach out and stroke the dog's head. He had such a terrible yearning to love something again, and the dog was such a beautiful ugly dog.
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love
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Richard Matheson |
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As her analyst had told her: the deeper buried the distress, the further into the body it went. The digestive system was about as far as it could go to hide.
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Richard Matheson |
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Each memory was brought to life before me and within me. I could not avoid them. Neither could I rationalize, explain away. I could only re-experience with total cognizance, unprotected by pretense. Self delusion was impossible, truth exposed in this blinding light. Nothing as I thought it had been. Nothing as I hoped it had been. Only as it had been.
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life
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Richard Matheson |
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When you sleep, your dream world is as real to you as life, isn't it?
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Richard Matheson |
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There we will, I pray, remain and learn and grow until the time when we will rise together to the ultimate heights, changing in appearance but never in devotion, sharing the transcendent glory of our love through all eternity.
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Richard Matheson |
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f8e3849
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How long did it take for a past to die?
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Richard Matheson |
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Robert Neville looked out over the new people of the earth. He knew he did not belong to them; he knew that, like the vampires, he was anathema and black terror to be destroyed. And, abruptly, the concept came, amusing to him even in his pain. ... Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend.
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sf-masterworks
richard-matheson
post-apocalyptic
sci-fi
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He stood there for a moment looking around the silent room, shaking his head slowly. All these books, he thought, the residue of a planet's intellect, the scrapings of futile minds, the leftovers, the potpourri of artifacts that had no power to save men from perishing.
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i-am-legend
existential
post-apocalyptic
plague
sci-fi
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Richard Matheson |
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Come out, Neville.
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Richard Matheson |
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Normalcy was a majority concept, the standard of many and not the standard of just one man.
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Richard Matheson |
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Everyone has something to hide. And if they couldn't hide it the world would be in a lot worse mess than it is.
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Richard Matheson |
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But are his needs any more shocking than the needs of any other animals and men? Are his deeds more outrageous than the deeds of the parent who drained the spirit from his child? The vampire may foster quickened heartbeats and levitated hair. But is he worse than the parent who gave to society a neurotic child who became a politician? Is he worse than the manufacturer who set up belated foundations with the money he made by handing bombs an..
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prejudice
politics
society
norms
vampire
horror
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Richard Matheson |
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4238997
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The vampire was real. It was only that his true story had never been told.
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Richard Matheson |
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A man could get used to anything if he had to.
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Richard Matheson |
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Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk")"
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silence
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Richard Matheson |
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How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough.
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Richard Matheson |
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The keynote of minority prejudice is this: They are loathed because they are feared.
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Richard Matheson |
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I'm sitting in my office trying to squeeze a story from my head. It is that kind of morning when you feel like melting the typewriter into a bar of steel and clubbing yourself to death with it. ("Advance Notice")"
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writing
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Richard Matheson |
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ad25693
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No longer will you be a weird Robinson Crusoe, imprisoned on an island of night surrounded by oceans of death.
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Richard Matheson |
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Now when I die, I shall only be dead.
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Richard Matheson |
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Not only did I rediscover every experience of my life, I had to live each unfulfilled desire as well--as though they'd been fulfilled. I saw that what transpires in the mind is just as real as any flesh and blood occurrence. What had only been imagination in life, now became tangible, each fantasy a full reality. I lived them all--while, at the same time, standing to the side, a witness to their, often, intimate squalor. A witness cursed wi..
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life
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Richard Matheson |
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bdb606e
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In a world of monotonous horror there could be no salvation in wild dreaming. Horror he had adjusted to. But monotony was the greater obstacle, and he realized it now, understood it at long last. And understanding it seemed to give him a sort of quiet peace, a sense of having spread all the cards on his mental table, examined them, and settled conclusively on the desired hand.
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Richard Matheson |
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After death.) So few people who come across, possess awareness of any kind. All they bring along with them are worthless values. All they desire is continuation of what they had in life no matter how misguided or degraded. . . Will those people ever progress, even with our help?
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Richard Matheson |
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Let the jagged edge of sobriety be now dulled.
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Richard Matheson |
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Really now, search your soul, lovie-is the vampire so bad? All he does is drink blood.
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Richard Matheson |
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Those who've marred their appearance in any way by their actions in life aren't forced to witness that marring. If they were, they'd become self-conscious and be unable to concentrate on improving themselves.
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eternity
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Richard Matheson |
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98d56d5
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And, before science had caught up with the legend, the legend had swallowed science and everything.
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Richard Matheson |
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c041420
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What would a Mohammedan vampire do if faced with a cross?
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vampire
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Richard Matheson |