Chapter Fifty One: Woke, Asleep, Thoughts
The most important things in life are the hardest
things to say. They are the things you get
ashamed of because words diminish your
feelings -- words shrink things that seem
timeless when they are in your head to no
more than living size when they are brought out.
Stephen King
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We don't love each other; we love the idea we
have eack other. Very few humans understand
this or can bear to contemplate it.
They have blind faith in their own powers of
creation. All love, ultimately, is self-love.
Robert Galbraith
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I have to accept my role. I will never kill
myself like Vincent Van Gogh. Nor will I paint
beautiful water lilies like Monet. I can't do that.
I'm in the idiot role of being a kiddie book person.
Maurice Sendak
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You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in
any direction you choose.
You're on your own,
and you know what you know.
And you are the guy who'll
decide where to go.
Dr. Seuss
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We can embrace love: it's not too late.
Why do we sleep, instead with hate?
Belief requires no suspension
to see that Hell is our invention.
Dean Koontz
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Most fears are basic: fear of the dark,
fear of going down in the basement,
fear of weird sounds,
fear that somebody is waiting for you
in your closet.
Those kimds of things stay with you
no matter what age.
R.L. Stine
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I have saddled myself with the burdens
of innocent people rotting away in prison
while rapists and murderers roam free.
John Grisham
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I'm a very good storyteller;
I have a lot of compassion for people.
That's very useful for a novelist.
James Patterson
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Books need to have their spines cracked,
their covers opened, and their pages ruffled
for them to come alive.
A library is an arsenal of liberty.
Chris Grabenstein
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It's a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is
limited, and that eventually all of us will end up
underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
And yet it is always a surprise when it happens
to someone we know. It is like walking up
the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and
thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Your foot falls down, through the air,
and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise
as you try and readjust
the way you thought of things.
Lemony Snicket
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