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| I used to be the fastest telegram messenger boy in all Fresno. My nickname was "Speed." Finally, I said, "Take back your nickname. This pace is killing me." Anyway, I still write fast -- it's my impatient Armenian nature. I'm keen to find out how my plots end, and if I write faster I'll find out sooner. | | Uncategorized | |
| I was a little afraid of him; not the boy himself, but of what he seemed to be: the victim of the world. | | Fear | |
| I was never interested in the obvious, or in the details one takes for granted, and everybody seemed to be addicted to the obvious, being astonished by it, and forever harping about the details which I had long ago weighted, measured, and discarded a | | Uncategorized | |
| I'm not the kind of guy to knock at a door and then when the door is opened not go in. | | Uncategorized | |
| If you can measure it, don't. If you can weigh it, it isn't worth the bother. It isn't what you're after. It isn't going to get it. | | Uncategorized | |
| If you're alive, you can't be bored in San Francisco. If you're not alive, San Francisco will bring you to life. | | Uncategorized | |
| Ignore the obvious, for it is unworthy of the clear eye and the kindly heart. | | Uncategorized | |
| In the time of your life, live - so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite variety and mystery of it. | | Life; Time | |
| In those days, there was something more to the world than there is now. | | Uncategorized | |
| Is the small town a place, truly, of the world, or is it no more than something out of a boy's dreaming? Out of his love of all things not of death made? All things somewhere beyond the dust, rust, and decay, beyond the top, beyond all sides, beyond bottom: outside, around, over, under, within? | | Uncategorized | |
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| Neither love nor hate, nor any order of intense adherence to personal involvement in human experience, may be so apt to serve the soul as this freedom and this necessity to be kind. | | Experience; Freedom; Soul | |
| No city invites the heart to come to life as San Francisco does. Arrival in San Francisco is an experience in living. | | Uncategorized | |
| No enemy is so annoying as one who was a friend, or still is a friend, and there are many more of these than one would suspect. | | Enemies; Friends | |
| No man's guilt is not yours, nor is any man's innocence a thing apart. | | Uncategorized | |
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| Of course if you like your kids, if you love them from the moment they begin, you yourself begin all over again, in them, with them, and so there is something more to the world again. | | Children; Family love | |
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| San Francisco itself is art, above all literary art. Every block is a short story, every hill a novel. Every home a poem, every dweller within immortal. That is the whole truth. | | Uncategorized | |
