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As you get older, you sometimes feel that it's harder and harder to get something new and wonderful to come into your life. ↗

— Robert Caro

#feel #get #harder #into #life

So imagine a world 6 degrees warmer. It's not going to recognize geographical boundaries. It's not going to recognize anything. So agriculture regions today will be wiped out. ↗

— Steven Chu

#anything #boundaries #degrees #geographical #going

Everything seems to be going faster and faster. It's really harder to create something that endures. The New York City Ballet has succeeded in doing that. ↗

— Robert Caro

#city #create #doing #endures #everything

I am trying to make clear through my writing something which I believe: that biography- history in general- can be literature in the deepest and highest sense of that term. ↗

— Robert Caro

#believe #clear #deepest #highest #history

I don't think of my books as being biographies. I never had any interest in doing a book just to write the life of a great man. I had zero interest in that. My interest is in power. How power works. ↗

— Robert Caro

#being #biographies #book #books #doing

I like new ballets because they're totally new. As you get older, new experiences are harder and harder to come by, so it's pretty great to have a new experience. ↗

— Robert Caro

#because #come #experience #experiences #get

And George Farr had the town, the earth, the world to himself and his sorrow. Music came faint as a troubling rumor beneath the spring night, sweetened by distance: a longing knowing no ease. (Oh God, oh God!) At last George Farr gave up trying to see her. He had 'phoned vainly and time after time, at last the telephone became the end in place of the means: he had forgotten why he wanted to reach her. Finally he told himself that he hated her, that he would go away; finally he was going to as much pains to avoid her as he had been to see her. So he slunk about the streets like a criminal, avoiding her, feeling his his very heart stop when he did occasionally see her unmistakable body from a distance. And at night he lay sleepless and writhing to think of her, then to rise and don a few garments and walk past her darkened house, gazing in slow misery at the room in which he knew she lay, soft and warm, in intimate slumber, then to return to home and bed to dream of her brokenly. ↗

— William Faulkner

#writing #dreams

If I can't write it would be as if I died. ↗

— Chris Cleave

#i #would #write

I never went to a ballet until I was 45 years old. I don't know why. ↗

— Robert Caro

#i #know #never #old #until

It's very easy to fool yourself that you're working, you know, when you're really not working very hard. I mean, I'm very lazy. So for me, I would always have an excuse, you know, to go - quit early, go to a museum, you know. So I do everything I can to make myself remember this is a job. I keep a schedule. ↗

— Robert Caro

#early #easy #everything #excuse #fool