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Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart. F. Scott Fitzgerald
Even the most beautiful scenery is no longer assured of our love after we have lived in it for three months, and some distant coast attracts our avarice: possessions are generally diminished by possession. Friedrich Nietzsche
And no power on earth could tell whether their blankly indifferent eyes were shutters protecting hidden treasures at the bottom of shafts no longer to be mined, or were merely gaping holes of the parasite's emptiness never to be filled. Ayn Rand
The truth was that for some months he had been going through that partitioning of the things of youth wherein it is decided whether or not to die for what one no longer believes. F. Scott Fitzgerald
Ernest Hemingway quote: "Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day?"
Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day? Ernest Hemingway
Cormac McCarthy quote: "It may be that the life I desire for her no longer even..."
It may be that the life I desire for her no longer even exists, yet I know what she does not. That there is nothing to lose. Cormac McCarthy
Give those who are gentle strength,Give those who are strong a generous imagination,And make their half-truth true and let the crooked Footpath find its parent road at length....For never to beginAnything new because we know there is nothingNew, is an academic sophistry--The original sin.I have already had friendsAmong things and hours and peopleBut taking them one by one--odd hours and passing people;Now I must make amendsAnd try to correlate event with instinctAnd me with you or you with... Louis MacNeice
If you stop eating donutes you will live 3 years longer. It's just 3 more years that you want a donut. < . ) < . Lewis Black
Age - That period of life in which we compound for the vices that remain by reviling those we have no longer the vigor to commit. Ambrose Bierce
Alas, Gulietta, this was an American frog of the last quarter of the twentieth century, a time when wishing apparently no longer led to anything, and Leigh-Cheri eventually named it Prince Charming after that son-of-a-bitch who never comes though. Tom Robbins
She got very tired, so tired that even her toys could no longer amuse her. You would wonder at that if I had time to describe to you one half of the toys she had. But then, you wouldn't have the toys themselves, and that makes all the difference: you can't get tired of a thing before you have it. George MacDonald
The curse should no longer rest upon the world itself, but upon that which is sinful in it, and instead of monastic flight from the world the duty is now emphasized of serving God in the world, in every position in life. Abraham Kuyper
Truman Capote quote: "He’d always been willing to confess his faults, for, by..."
He’d always been willing to confess his faults, for, by admitting them, it was as if he made them no longer exist. Truman Capote
Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire -- meaningless. Intellect is not a cure. Justice is dead. Fear, recrimination, innocence, sympathizing, guilt, waste, failure, grief, were things, emotions, that no one really felt any more. Reflection is useless, the world is senseless. Evil is its only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in...this was... Bret Easton Ellis
Looking back few friends had webut I've got him and he's got me. And when the golden minute comeswhen we no longer wake to smellthe river where the wild swans sailedthe orchard where the blossoms fell, we'll smile a little thinkin' of that. Me in my shirt-tails, him with his whiskersme and the cat. Rod McKuen

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