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Everybody is interesting for an hour, but few people can last more than two.
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One always writes comedy at the moment of deepest hysteria.
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If a writer doesn't generate hostility, he is dead.
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The only lies for which we are truly punished are those we tell ourselves.
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I could scarcely bear to look at her eyes. They promised such intimacies.
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Before comfort had been squeezed out of the hard land, like blood out of stone.
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