December 2011
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Listen: there’s a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go
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“One of my most vivid memories is of coming back West from prep school and later from college at Christmas time. Those who went farther than Chicago would gather in the old dim Union Station at six o’clock on a December evening, with a few Chicago friends, already caught up into their own holiday gayeties, to bid them a hasty good-by. I remember the fur coats of the girls returning from Miss...
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Prozac- Nathan Larson
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“My great religion is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser than the intellect. We can go wrong in our minds. But what our blood feels and believes and says, is always true. The intellect is only a bit and a bridle.”
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“High school is closer to the core of the American experience than anything else I can think of.”
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“Get my swan costume ready. Play the last measure softly.”
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“On another evening I felt called on to draw her a map of New York City. She certainly didn’t ask me to. And Lord knows I never feel like drawing maps for anybody, much less have any aptitude for it. But I drew it- the U. S. Marines couldn’t have stopped me. I distinctly remember putting Lexington Avenue where Madison should have been- and leaving it that way.”
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“Doing nothing gives me great pleasure. And believe me, I succeed wonderfully in it.”
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“Do you realize that all great literature is all about what a bummer it is to be a human being? Isn’t it such a relief to have somebody say that?”
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