The Love Of The Last Tycoon Quotes & Sayings

No one but a person who has been guilty himself could read guilt in others so well. — Dawn Powell

Knowledge is dead; the school, however, serves the living. — Albert Einstein

You're three or four different men but each of them out in the open. Like all Americans. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Suicides do not end their lives because they are weak, mentally ill, or depressed - though certainly they may be all those things. They are in blinding, all-consuming psychic pain, and perhaps on that final poisonous day they can find no reason not to. — Jill Bialosky

If I thought there was even a single shred of a chance you'd still be alive, then I would have destroyed the entire world to find you. You're my brother. I love you. Please understand that none of what happened was within either of our power to change. — L. H. Cosway

It is only when a man is alone that he is really free. — Arthur Schopenhauer

I knew how I was supposed to feel when I was with him. Well, I knew what I was not supposed to feel. I wasn't supposed to feel anxious. Not tense, either. Or maybe I was. Maybe this was normal. I didn't know. So I let him whisper in my ear and put his hands on my hips. And I listened to him list the ways in which I was slowly killing him.
None of which turned out to be the actual way that I killed him. — Megan Miranda

Books smell and feel better. They have that wonderful thingness of turning the pages. — Neil Gaiman

Miss Blanche, having given through her tears a complete account of this event, assured me that, to maintain our own parental love and enjoy our beautiful family life, we, the cat-race, must engage in total war upon all humans. We have no choice but to exterminate them. I think it is a very reasonable proposition. — Soseki Natsume

If you were in a drug store," said Stahr "-having a prescription filled-"
"You mean a chemist?" Boxley asked.
"If you were in a chemist's," conceded Stahr, "and you were getting a prescription for some member of your family who was very sick-"
"-Very ill?" queried Boxley.
"Very ill. Then whatever caught your attention through the window, whatever distracted you and held you would probably be material for pictures."
"A murder outside the window, you mean."
"There you go," said Stahr smiling. "It might be a spider working on the pane."
"Of course-I see."
"I'm afraid you don't, Mr. Boxley. You see it for your medium but not for ours. You keep the spiders for yourself and you try to pin the murders on us. — F Scott Fitzgerald