Glenway Wescott

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It is not love, but lack of love which is blind.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: Love
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New York City is a great apartment hotel in which everyone lives and no one is at home.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: New York
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There must always be some pretentiousness about literature, or else no one would take its pains or endure its disappointments.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: Pain
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Life goes on and on after one's luck has run out. Youthfulness persists, alas, long after one has ceased to be young.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: Running
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People as a rule do mean much more than they understand.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: Mean
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But let us laugh carelessly like other men. Let us be timid even among fools. Let us knot silence around our throats. For they would surely kill us.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: Men
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Time is the nervous system of narration, whether factual or fictive. If it gets confused some of the minutiae of human nature are certain not to work, not to glow, not to strike home.
- Glenway Wescott
Collection: Confused