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I write out of revenge.

William Goldman

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William Goldman
Age: 87 †
Born: 1931
Born: August 12
Died: 2018
Died: November 16
Novelist
Playwright
Screenwriter
Writer
Highland Park
Illinois
S. Morgenstern
Harry Longbaugh
Revenge
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Miracle Max: Have fun stormin' da castle. Valerie: Think it'll work? Miracle Max: It would take a miracle.
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For you see each day I love you more today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow. Just because you're beautiful and perfect, it's made you conceited.
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Westly, Westly, Westly, Westly, Westly,--darling Westly, adored Westly, sweet perfect Westly, whisper that I have a chance to win your love. And with that, she dared the bravest thing she'd ever done: she looked right into his eyes. He closed the door in her face.
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You think this is a trap then? the Count asked. I always think everything is a trap until proven otherwise, the Prince answered. Which is why I'm still alive.
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Flaws would not only bring death but, far worse, humiliation.
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I suppose I was dying again, so I asked the Lord of Permanent Affection for the strength to live the day. Clearly, the answer came in the affirmative. I didn't know there was such a Fellow, Buttercup said. Neither did I, in truth, but if He didn't exist, I didn't much want to either.
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Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.
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Her mother was my wife, the Count roared, loudest of all. You pathetic excuse for am money-grubbing fool, you disgrace to the face of the world. And with a shriek of disgust he turned and was gone. Guilietta was beside Inigo then, so excited. Daddy likes you, she said.
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Look. (Grown-ups skip this paragraph) I'm not about to tell you this book has a tragic ending. I already said in the very first line how it was my favorite in all the world. But there's a lot of bad stuff coming.
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The Duchess set about studying Annette and shortly found her adversary's tragic flaw. Chocolate.
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I’ll tell you the truth and its up to you to live with it.
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The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.
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You have to protect your writing time. You have to protect it to the death.
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The Queen's Pride was his ship, and he loved her. (That was the way his sentences always went: It is raining today and I love you. My cold is better and I love you. Say hello to Horse and I love you. Like that.)
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We’ll never survive!” “Nonsense. You’re only saying that because no one ever has.
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Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all.
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I love you. Okay? Want it louder? I LOVE YOU. Spell it out, should I? I ell-oh-vee-ee why-oh-you. Want it backward? You love I.
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