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Sol Luckman  Quotes
The Adventure called and I followed with my thumb like a character being written by an intractable author. Which, of course, I was.

—Sol Luckman

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I relinquished myself to existence pure and simple, thinking absolutely nothing—as if my mind were merely an echo chamber for the music, as if it contained only ether or at most a vaguely pleasant odor...

—Sol Luckman

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Max never intended to be messy with his writing, which he could read just fine, years later if necessary, even if his teachers couldn’t. He merely found that his active mind tended to move too...

—Sol Luckman

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Childhood is either absurdly superficial or profoundly shitty. There’s no in-between. Anyone who reminisces about their happy childhood is delusional.

—Sol Luckman

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The evidence never seemed to matter to those in power, who had already made up their minds and did what people typically do when their worldview is threatened by new data: they attacked the messenger.

—Sol Luckman

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I should think a dead language would be rather boring, sociallyspeaking.

—Sol Luckman

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The feeling was less like chemical intoxication than being drunk on life. Spinning round and round, he experienced absolute bliss— unadulterated and unconfined—in which he transcended his own personality and became one with everything he...

—Sol Luckman

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What character with any sense of aesthetics desires a cradle-to-grave account of himself? That’s so passé, so nineteenth-century.

—Sol Luckman

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It takes money to make money, even begging. Humans are herd animals. If a stranger’s bleeding to death beside the road, most people won’t stop to offer a Band-Aid. But get the ball rolling with...

—Sol Luckman

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Spanish—how shall I say this?—is likePortuguese spoken with a speech impediment.

—Sol Luckman

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Recalling his first dreams of flight when he was a small child, Max acknowledged that his entire existence had been building up to this tipping point where he could finally choose to release his self-imposedlimitations.

—Sol Luckman

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I knew I was in deep shit. I didn’t know how deep—just that I still hadn’t touched bottom.

—Sol Luckman

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Finally, we entered Chetaube County, my imaginary birthplace, where the names of the little winding roads and minuscule mountain communities never failed to inspire me: Yardscrabble, Big Log, Upper, Middle and Lower Pigsty, Chicken Scratch,...

—Sol Luckman

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The biggest question, transcending physics and the realm of how he was able to do the extraordinary things he did, remained firmly rooted in the realm of metaphysics and begged an answer to why he...

—Sol Luckman

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spirit,” however explained, was real, because of his own undeniable experiences—which, though he might suppress them, he couldn’t altogether erase from memory.

—Sol Luckman

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I wondered about my inner child. In fact, I was troubled. Did I even have an inner child, I asked myself, given that, in essence, I’d just been born?

—Sol Luckman

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Home. The word circled comfortably in my mouth like bubble gum, swished around sweetly soft and satisfying. Home. Try saying it aloud to yourself. Home. Isn’t it like taking a bite of something lovely? If...

—Sol Luckman

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Unhealthy behavior is actually common among doctors, who tend to know a lot about medicine but very little about health.

—Sol Luckman

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The scene sucker-punched Max. He never saw it coming. It encapsulated in one poignant instant the tragic beauty of his family history.

—Sol Luckman

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With the sensation that he was passing through the Looking-Glass, Max stared at his father as if he had never seen him before—simultaneously impressed and unnerved at the thought that, after all these years, he...

—Sol Luckman

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Life is too short to waste being a productive member of society.

—Sol Luckman

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Nothing bonds two solitary individuals like a good shared drunk. This is a scientific fact. It’s important, even necessary for the long-term welfare of the planet to get good and shit-faced with your neighbor every...

—Sol Luckman

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Have you ever noticed how good things go to those who hate?

—Sol Luckman

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I just want to live my own life instead of everyone else’s version of it.

—Sol Luckman

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The simple act of sitting here sipping this cappuccino is its own testament to my commitment to living the writer’s life. Which is to say: doing nothing but doing it exceedingly well.

—Sol Luckman

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It was a rotten time to try to be a man in America. Until Blue came along I’d never even spent time around a man. Hell, I’d never even seen one. Where were all the...

—Sol Luckman

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Worry wasn’t an emotion to which he was particularly accustomed—and it worried him.

—Sol Luckman

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So it was a crossroads summer, when the universe seemed to stand perilously still like an egg wobbling on a precipice, a regular rite of passage summer that saw us traverse the hazardous divide between...

—Sol Luckman

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Such is life, imaginary or otherwise: a continuous parting of ways, a constant flux of approximation and distanciation, lines of fate intersecting at a point which is no-time, a theoretical crossroads fictitiously ‘present,’ an unstable...

—Sol Luckman

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I wasn’t sure what was going on or what time it was or where I was or even, for that matter, who I was … but my gut told me something was terribly wrong.

—Sol Luckman

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I am, as it were, the created creating—a paradox, for all its rhetorical trappings, at the beating heart of our shared human journey, and one I invite you to struggle with just as I have...

—Sol Luckman

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Begging is much more difficult than it looks. Contrary to popular belief, it’s a high art form that takes years of dedicated practice to master.

—Sol Luckman

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I wouldn’t be caught dead sacrificing myself for this country.

—Sol Luckman

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The beauty of a metaphor is it doesn’t have to be real to ring true. The instant a metaphor becomes true it ceases to be a metaphor, which suggests a disconnect between truth and what’s...

—Sol Luckman

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In the spirit of the Alpha and the Omega, in the way the Alpha was theOmega, and vice versa, he knew the beginning was also the end—and that the end was just another beginning.

—Sol Luckman

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Well, enough of this introspection. It’s depressing, quite frankly.

—Sol Luckman

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fashionable stupidity” of ignoring things he didn’t understand, Max performed a brave act of nonconformity by accepting the possibility that his dreams might be exactly what they seemed: real.

—Sol Luckman

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When it rains it pours and when it shines you get melanoma.

—Sol Luckman

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I’m arguably the least real of all my characters, a state of affairs for which I make no apologies, being, indeed, altogether proud of the fact.

—Sol Luckman

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It didn’t take a genius to figure out I’d come to Perver City. Technically a suburb of New Age City, Perver City is where all the people who can’t make it in New Age City...

—Sol Luckman

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Over the years most of my peers had come to hate me—I never understood why. I guess I was just different and, like dogs, they could smell it. So I never had many friends.

—Sol Luckman

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Flying in his dreams was an exhilarating, breathtaking experience, sometimes literally, that tended to leave reality wanting, like riding a roller coaster compared to mowing the lawn.

—Sol Luckman

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Nobody ever goes to that store to shop because it’s too crowded.

—Sol Luckman

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True, beneath the human façade, I was an interloper, an alien whose ship had crashed beyond hope of repair in the backwoods of Southern Appalachia—but at least I’d learned to walk and talk enough like...

—Sol Luckman

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The fireworks went on for nearly half an hour, great pulsing strobes, fiery dandelions and starbursts of light brightening both sky and water. It was hard to tell which was reality and which was reflection,...

—Sol Luckman

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zoom lens effect,” in which the focus is entirely on oneself, to the exclusion of external considerations.

—Sol Luckman

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Down below people were clipping by going nowhere fast. You could feel the long despairing history of the place. You could actually hear it, a low hum like the buzz of a sick bee that...

—Sol Luckman

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All You Need Is Love” in homage to their memory.

—Sol Luckman

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