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When I first got sick, they told me I had a year to live, and I was writing my memoir really fast. There were really weird things happening with my nervous system and my heart and stuff, and it didn"t look like I was gonna make it, so I was writing really fast, and then I couldn"t write anymore. — John Lurie




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All I wanted was to put my arms around him and hold him close, tell him he didn"t have to be like this anymore. He didn"t have to live a life like this. — Sarah Michelle Lynch


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This is the way they live now, like two actors in the final performances of a show no one comes to see anymore. — Paul Murray


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The worst thing about depression is how true your vision seems, like misery is the only correct perspective and everything you think when you"re happy is a sham. I didn"t even want to be happy anymore because I"d rather live in honest misery than fake bliss. I — Michelle Tea


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Our world isn"t about ideology anymore. It"s about complexity. We live in a complex bureaucratic state with complex laws and complex business practices, and the few organizations with the corporate willpower to master these complexities will inevitably own the political power. On the other hand, movements like the Tea Party more than anything else reflect a widespread longing for simpler times and simple solutions - just throw the U.S. Constitution at the whole mess and everything will be jake. For immigration, build a big fence. Abolish the Federal Reserve, the Department of Commerce, the Department of Education. At times the overt longing for simple answers that you get from Tea Party leaders is so earnest and touching, it almost makes you forget how insane most of them are. — Matt Taibbi


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How do you go to your own house when something has gone bad on the inside, when it doesn"t seem like your place to live anymore, when you almost cannot recall living there although it was the place you mostly ate and slept for all your grown-up life? Try to remember two or three things about living there. Try to remember cooking one meal. — William Kittredge


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You live that long, things start happening to you. You get too impressed with yourself. Ends up, you think you"re God. Suddenly the little people, thirty, maybe forty years old, well, they don"t really matter anymore. You"ve seen whole societies rise and fall, and you start to feel you"re standing outside it all, and none of it really matters to you. And maybe you"ll start snuffing those little people, just like picking daisies, if they get under your feet. — Richard K. Morgan


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I remember saying once to my friend Susan, when my marriage was becoming intolerable, "I don"t want my children growing up in a household like this." Susan said, "Why don"t you leave those so-called children out of the discussion? They don"t even exist yet. Why can"t you just admit that you don"t want to live in unhappiness anymore? — Elizabeth Gilbert


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I think that could go back to the time when people had to live in small groups of relatives - maybe fifty or a hundred people at the most. And evolution or God or whatever arranged things genetically, to keep the little families going, to cheer them up, so that they could all have somebody to tell stories around the campfire at night, and somebody else to paint pictures on the walls of the caves, and somebody else who wasn"t afraid of anything and so on. That"s what I think. And of course a scheme like that doesn"t make sense anymore, because simply moderate giftedness has been made worthless by the printing press and radio and television and satellites and all that. A moderately gifted person who would have been a community treasure a thousand years ago has to give up, has to go into some other line of work, since modern communications put him or her into daily competition with nothing but world"s champions. — Kurt Vonnegut


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I"m more of a debit card person, and I live in the "now". I don"t like credit cards anymore. I try to live with whatever I can afford and don"t try to put myself in an awkward position. I"ve done that before. — Shane Filan


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Remember when i slept with my head in a puddle at your feet? It was humility, or atonement. later your ankle was a pillow and finally you pulled me up and in my sleep i placed your hand above my heart, like i forgot i didn"t live there anymore — Michelle Tea


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I am tomorrow I wonder what the future holds. I hear rippling water that soothes me when things are not calm. I see the word success, big and bold. I want to see the world. I am Tomorrow I claim I already have what I know is yet to come. I feel apprehensive because change is something that I have to endure. I touch a black pen and make beautiful, vivid colors. I worry about inflation, war, revolution, a car, self-destruction, hate, hidden prejudices, my fate. I cry when I think I won"t see my mom anymore. I AM TOMORROW I understand that tomorrow is not promised. I say live like you"re trying to get your name on his list. I dream that I am happy, prosperous, and loved. I try to meet the world and greet them with a smile on my face. I hope that the weight on my shoulders will take off and fly like a dove. I am tomorrow — Ericka Davis


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Loss is like a shrapnel wound, I said, where the piece of metal"s got stuck in a place where the surgeons daren"t go, so they decide to leave it. It is painful at first, horribly painful, so that you wonder you can live with it. But then the body grows around it, until it doesn"t hurt anymore. Not like it used to be. But every now and again there are these twinges when you are not ready for them, and you realize it is still there, and it"s always going to be there. It is a part of you. A still, hard point inside. — Robert Wilson


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My daddy had told me once that people were gonna give me shit all my life. The monster had told Joe that his family didn"t want him anymore. We"d have to live with that, those things that were whispered in our ears. Maybe we"d never be free of those shadows. Not completely. But we"d still fight like hell. And maybe that"s all that mattered. — T.J. Klune


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I explode. "I FUCKING LOVE HER!" I scream, my heart thrashing in my ribs.His mouth falls, his brows furrowing in confusion the longer he scrutinizes my features. I feel like he"s clawing at my insides for answers.Here they are. "I fell in fucking love with her. It hurt to be away from Daisy. It hurt to watch her with other guys. Everything fucking hurt, and I didn"t want to live with that pain anymore. I fucking couldn"t." I inhale deeply. "I can"t tell you when it became unbearable, but it did — Becca Ritchie


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I think that, just like the art scene and the music scene is exploding in LA - I mean, let"s face it: if you want to be an artist you cannot live in New York anymore because it is too expensive — Jon Bernthal


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Page 117 Sam says "You learn to live with it, with them. Because they do stay with you, even if they"re not living, breathing people anymore. It"s not the same crushing grief you felt at first, the kind that swamps you and makes you want to cry in the wrong places and irrationally angry with all the idiots who are still alive when the person you love is dead. It"s just something you learn to accommodate. Like adapting around a hole. I don"t know. It"s like you become ... a doughnut instead of a bun." page 117 — Jojo Moyes


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I think about him all the time," she said. "It"s awful. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before.""You mean Simon?""Scrawny little mundane bastard," she said, and took her hands off Jordan"s chest. "Except he isn"t. Scrawny, anymore. Or a mundane. And I like spending time with him. He makes me laugh. And I like the way he smiles. You know, one side of his mouth goes up before the other one - Well, you live with him. You must have noticed.""Not really," said Jordan."I miss him when he"s not around," Isabelle confessed. — Cassandra Clare


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He wrapped his arms around her waist and looked at her through those intense brown eyes she loved. "I wanted you when I thought you"d pull a bag over my head and snuff out my life. I wanted you more than I"ve wanted anything. I love you more than I"ve loved anyone. You burst into my life like sunshine and made me see how lonely I was. I don"t want to live that way anymore." He pressed a kiss to her hairline. "I will love you with my last breath. — Rachel Gibson


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But they don"t deserve to be winning!""And who does in this world, Roland? Only the gifted and the beautiful and the brave? What about the rest of us, Champ? What about the wretched, for example? What about the weak and the lowly and the desperate and the fearful and the deprived, to name but a few who come to mind? What about losers? What about failures? What about the ordinary fucking outcasts of this world - who happen to comprise ninety percent of the human race! Don"t they have dreams, Agni? Don"t they have hopes? Just who told you clean-cut bastards own the world anyway? Who put you clean-cut bastards in charge, that"s what I"d like to know! Oh, let me tell you something. All-American Adonis : you fair-haired sons of bitches have had your day. It"s all over, Agni. We"re not playing according to your clean-cut rules anymore - we"re playing according to our own! The Revolution has begun! Henceforth the Mundys are the master race! Long live Glorious Mundy! — Philip Roth


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Nothing picks me up quicker than a movie, a Coca-Cola, and a box of popcorn. I could walk in feeling like I didn"t want to live anymore, and walk out on cloud nine. — Rebecca Wells


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My eyes fix on my reflection in the mirror as the water warms up for my shower.I"m not sure if it"s just my perception, but I look older than my thirty-eight years.I certainly feel older, too.I feel like I"ve lived more than one lifetime, each of them lasting an eternity. An eternity of rage, and resentment, and wrongdoinns ... it takes its toll on a man, that"s for certain. But none of it had half as much effect on me as this past year. Something I learned was sentiment can take it out of you. I used to have no regard for myself - or anybody, for that matter. I had no reason to live anymore. But now that I care about what happens to her - and for her sake, me - I"m growing exhausted from the constant worry.Worry my past will catch up to us.Worry that she"ll be the one to pay for those sins.It"s the consequence, I think, of loving me.The consequence of being with someone who lived so carelessly. — J.M. Darhower


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The urge to let go of the wheel and just see what happens is compelling. IfI live, I"ll wake to find myself in hospital. I won"t have to do anything, deal with anybody, talk, bescared anymore, because I will have become somebody else"s responsibility. And if I die, well theneverything"s solved. No more being angry like this. — Kirsty Eagar


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As actresses, our schedules are really wonky and we work weird hours. For me, personally, I watch pretty much everything on Netflix, and I watch all the episodes in a row, when I can. I don"t really watch much of any live TV anymore, and I feel like a lot of people are doing that now. — Laura Prepon


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You can"t live with the idea that someone might leave. So instead of being happy for me, like any normal person, you"re pissed off because ooh, oh no, Hassan doesn"t like me anymore. You"re such a sitzpinkler. You"re so goddamned scared of the idea that someone might dump you that your whole fugging life is built around not gettting left behind. Well, it doesn"t work, kafir. I just - it"s not just dumb, it"s ineffective. Because then you"re not being a good friend or a good boyfriend or whatever, because you"re only thinking they-might-not-like-me-they-might-not-like-me, and guess what? When you act like that, no one likes you. There"s your goddamned Theorem. — John Green


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That"s the truth with any idol - it will rock you to your core when it leaves. When a good thing leaves you, it might make you sad. But when an ultimate thing leaves you, you feel like you can"t live anymore. — Jefferson Bethke


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I don"t really go out, "go out" that much anymore. I live in Brooklyn, in Williamsburg, so I just like to wander around. Williamsburg"s such a cool little neighborhood community spot. — Zoe Kravitz


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I should have told you? I did tell you. I said, "I can"t do this anymore." I said "I love you, but I"m not sure it"s enough, i"m not sure it will ever be enough." I said, "I don"t want to live like this, Georgie" remember? — Rainbow Rowell


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We live in a society that has no adequate images anymore, and if we do not find adequate images and an adequate language for our civilization with which to express them, we will die out like the dinosaurs. — Werner Herzog


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Sometimes she"d go a whole day without thinking of him or missing him. Why not? She had quite a full life, and really, he"d often been hard to deal with and hard to live with. A project, the Yankee oldtimers like her very own Dad might have said. And then sometimes a day would come, a gray one (or a sunny one) when she missed him so fiercely she felt empty, not a woman at all anymore but just a dead tree filled with cold November blow. She felt like that now, felt like hollering his name and hollering him home, and her heart turned sick with the thought of the years ahead and she wondered what good love was if it came to this, to even ten seconds of feeling like this. — Stephen King


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On the first floor near the foot of the stairs, we have placed on the wall an antique mirror so old that it can"t reflect anything anymore. Its surface, worn down to nubbled grainy gray stubs, has lost one of its dimensions. like me, its glimmerless. You can"t see into it now, just past it. Depth has been replace by texture. The mirror gives back nothing and makes no productive claim upon anyone. The mirror has been so completely worn away that you have to learn to live with what it refuses to do. That"s its beauty. — Charles Baxter


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You don"t have to worry anymore, babe. I know I hurt you badly, and I own up to what I did to you by leaving like that." I put my hand on his face. "But I"ll always come back to you. I love you and I can"t live without you. There is nothing that will ever keep me from my man again. I"ll always come back to you. Promise. — Raine Miller


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I want to live my life with no goals anymore, but just completely free, like I did when I was younger. — Jessica Lange


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You don"t know how long I"ve wanted to feel worthy of that. To like myself. To be able to live with what I am." "You don"t have to live with yourself anymore. You live with me. Let me love you enough for both of us. — Pepper Winters


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I used to be a bit obsessed by acting but not anymore. I do enjoy acting but I probably enjoy it more now because it"s easier. I can"t work in the theater because to me it"s too serious. It"s like being in prison for me. I admire people that can do that but I can"t do it. I"d rather live my life and do a bit of acting in between. — Anthony Hopkins


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Christ, it"s defeaning. why can"t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn"t care, I finally answer, and I know I"m right. It"s like I have been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask. The answer"s quite simple: To Cto be ... How do people live like this? How do they survive? And maybe that"s why I am here. What if they can"t anymore? — Markus Zusak


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Communism destroyed so many generations. I look at my grandparents and their generation, and it"s as if their lives were taken from them. It"s really sad and frightening that something like that could have happened. But I don"t really think of myself as Russian anymore. I didn"t even live there for that long. — Anton Yelchin


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In life, (the fashion world) is full of sharks. In this world the young girls lose themselves; become the property of others, live but for the job and their craziness ... they don"t know anymore where their home is. Many take drugs. It"s strange. Perhaps the girls understand that this does not work for me. I don"t have many friendships with other models. I respect them and enjoy working with them, but I probably would not invite them into my home. My house is like my heart, and I open it only to those with whom I have a close relationship. — Laetitia Casta


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There weren"t any promises of a future life together, either, but he didn"t need to live like a monk anymore. Two years was more than enough time for soul-searching and penance. As long as Laney was close enough to touch, to breath in, to taste like his goddamn last meal, he would take whatever she offered and not ask any questions about what it might cost him when she inevitably left. — Zoe York


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I think that racism has gotten more subtle, and it"s not even racism anymore: it"s placism. Like where you live or whether you went to community college or Harvard, and it exists within the race. — Esai Morales


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I don"t like you, Park," she said, sounding for a second like she actually meant it. "I ... " - her voice nearly disappeared - "think I live for you."He closed his eyes and pressed his head back into his pillow."I don"t think I even breathe when we"re not together," she whispered. "Which means, when I see you on Monday morning, it"s been like sixty hours since I"ve taken a breath. That"s probably why I"m so crabby, and why I snap at you. All I do when we"re apart is think about you, and all I do when we"re together is panic. Because every second feels so important. And because I"m so out of control, I can"t help myself. I"m not even mine anymore, I"m yours, and what if you decide that you don"t want me? How could you want me like I want you?"He was quiet. He wanted everything she"d just said to be the last thing he heard. He wanted to fall asleep with "I want you" in his ears. — Rainbow Rowell


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To leave Italy at 17 without money and go to a country like England is very rare; Italians stay with the family until 30, 35. But I couldn"t stand to live in this box anymore. I was getting bigger, and the box was getting smaller. — Riccardo Tisci


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I can"t function here anymore. I mean in life: I can"t function in this life. I"m no better off than when I was in bed last night, with one difference: when I was in my own bed - or my mom"s - I could do something about it; now that I"m here I can"t do anything. I can"t ride my bike to the Brooklyn Bridge; I can"t take a whole bunch of pills and go for the good sleep; the only thing I can do is crush my head in the toilet seat, and I still don"t even know if that would work. They take away your options and all you can do is live, and it"s just like Humble said: I"m not afraid of dying; I"m afraid of living. I was afraid before, but I"m afraid even more now that I"m a public joke. The teachers are going to hear from the students. They"ll think I"m trying to make an excuse for bad work. — Ned Vizzini


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Tell me, if you teach someone the alphabet, how can you stop him from reading? When one has tasted the elixir of love, how can she not thirst for it? Once you have seen yourself through your beloved"s eyes, you"re not the same person any longer. I was blind all this time, and now that my eyes are open, i"m afraid of light. But i don"t want to live like a mole. Not anymore. — Elif Shafak


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All the same, she cries on the front porch, and I wish I could go over there and hold her. I wish I could rescue her and hold her in my arms. How do people live like this? How do they survive? And maybe that"s why I"m here. What if they can"t anymore? — Markus Zusak


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You"ll be going back to Tokyo before much longer," Midorikawa quietly stated. "And you"ll return to real life. You need to live life to the fullest. No matter how shallow and dull things might get, this life is worth living. I guarantee it. And I"m not being either ironic or paradoxical. It"s just that, for me, what"s worthwhile in life has become a burden, something I can"t shoulder anymore. Maybe I"m just not cut out for it. So, like a dying cat, I"ve crawled into a quiet, dark place, silently waiting for my time to come. It"s not so bad. But you"re different. You should be able to handle what life sends your way. You need to use the thread of logic, as best as you can, to skillfully sew onto yourself everything that"s worth living for. — Haruki Murakami




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