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A good writer is not someone who knows how to write- but how to rewrite
William Goldman
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William Goldman
Age: 87 †
Born: 1931
Born: August 12
Died: 2018
Died: November 16
Novelist
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Highland Park
Illinois
S. Morgenstern
Harry Longbaugh
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Get used to disappointment.
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The boys. The village boys. The beef-witted featherbrained rattleskulled clodpated dimdomed noodle-noggined sapheaded lunk-knobbed boys. How could anybody accuse her of stealing them? Why would anybody want them anyway?
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Have fun storming the castle!
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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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People don't remember me. Really. It's not a paranoid thing I just have this habit of slipping through memories. It doesn't bother me all that much, except I guess that's a lie it does. For some reason, I test very high on forgettability.
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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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This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it.
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Buttercup's mother hesitated, then put her stew spoon down. (This was after stew, but so is everything. When the first man first clambered from the slime and made his first home on land, what he had for supper that first night was stew.)
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Flaws would not only bring death but, far worse, humiliation.
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