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Be encouraged. Your heart is writing a poem on the world and it's being turned into a thousand songs.
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Luck was something you either earned or invented through strength of character. You had to come by it honestly; you could not trick or bluff your way into it.
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It's about a young man who has climbed to fame and he discovers that his writing and the relationship with his wife are really more important for him than anything else.
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I grew up like a neglected weed - ignorant of liberty, having no experience of it.
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I think it would be great to play a superhero. That will be one of my goals.
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The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become.
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This is one of the defining sorrows of books: that we cannot see one another.
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There's a fine line between being private and being ashamed.
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A small girl became increasingly paralysed by her parents' frequently violent rows. Sometimes she would spend hours standing completely still in the toilet, simply because that was where she happened to be when the fight began. Finally, in moments of calm, she would take bottles of milk from the fridge or doorstep and leave them in places where she may later become trapped. Her parents were unable to understand why they found bottles of sour milk in every room in the house.
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Perfection is almost an illness with me, but sometimes I have moments where everything is absolutely clear and you can feel, rather than think.
