"I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, "Do not worry. You have always written before, and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know."
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"Standing there I wondered how much of what we had felt on the bridge was just hunger, I asked my wife and she said, "I don't know, Tatie. There are so many sorts of hunger." In the spring there are more. But that's gone now. Memory is hunger."
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"It was a very simple story called "Out of Season" and I had omitted the real end of it which was the old man hanged himself. This was omitted on my new theory that you could omit anything if you knew the omitted part would strengthen the story and make people feel something more than they understood. (..understand in the the same way that they always do in a painting. It only takes time... and confidence.)"
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"Hunger is good discipline and you learn from it... cut down on food so you will not get too much hunger-thinking."
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"What did I know best that I had not written about and lost? What did I know about truly and care for the most? There was no choice at all. There was only the choice of streets to take you back fastest to where you worked."
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"All I must do now was stay sound and good in my head until morning when I would start to work again."
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