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When I first read The Rebel, this splendid line came leaping from the page like a dolphin from a wave. I memorized it instantly, and from then on Camus was my man. I wanted to write like that, in a prose that sang like poetry. I wanted to look like him. I wanted to wear a Bogart-style trench coat with the collar turned up, have an untipped Gauloise dangling from my lower lip, and die romantically in a car crash. At the time, the crash had o..
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In Latin America, the United States behaved in the very way that Harold Pinter thinks it has always behaved everywhere.)
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No cries, no convulsions, nothing more than a face fixed in thought. The gods no longer existed, Christ didn't exist yet, and there was, from Cicero to Marcus Aurelius, a unique moment in which man was alone. --GUSTAVE FLAUBERT, IN AN 1861
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Nationalism is the culture of the uncultivated, and they are legion. --MARIO VARGAS LLOSA, CONTRO VIENTO Y MAREA, P. 439
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He has always held to the principle (which was also favoured by Stefan Zweig) that great artists are disqualified from being objective critics, because they are always thinking of how they would have done it.
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