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Sebastian Faulks

Sebastian Charles Faulks CBE (born 20 April 1953) is a British novelist, journalist and broadcaster. He is best known for his historical novels set in France – The Girl at the Lion d'Or, Birdsong and Charlotte Gray. He has also published novels with a contemporary setting, most recently A Week in December (2009), and a James Bond continuation novel, Devil May Care (2008), as well as a continuation of P.G. Wodehouse's Jeeves series, Jeeves and the Wedding Bells (2013). He is a team captain on BBC Radio 4 literary quiz The Write Stuff.

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This is how most people live: alive, but not conscious; conscious but not aware; aware, but intermittently.

Alive, Aware, Conscious, Intermittently, Live, People

Why take drugs specifically designed to send you insane?

Designed, Drug, Insane, Send, Take

I think closeness to death would be pretty exhilarating in a way, and friendship, yeh, and selflessness, a kind of selflessness, a sense of your own worthlessness, I think, is pretty exhilarating.

Kind, Think, Thinking, Way, Would Be, Yeh

One of the hardest things about being alive is being with other people.

Alive, Hardest, People, Things

The best thing is the combined effect of nicotine with alcohol, greater than the sum of the two parts.

Alcohol, Effect, Nicotine, Parts, Two

It's only after the change is fully formed that you can see what's happened.

Change, Formed, Fully, Happened, See

Life can be lived at a remove. You trade in futures, and then you trade in derivatives of futures. Banks make more money trading derivatives than they do trading actual commodities.

Commodity, Derivatives, Money, More Money, Remove, Trade

From an early age she had developed the art of being alone and generally preferred her own company to anyone else’s. She read books at enormous speed and judged them entirely on her ability to remove her from her material surroundings. In almost all the unhappiest days of her life she had been able to escape from her own inner world by living temporarily in someone else’s, and on the two or three occasions that she had been too upset to concentrate she had been desolate.

Art, Book, Developed, Enormous, Surroundings, Two

I don't think you ever understand your life - not till it's finished and probably not then either. The more I live the less I seem to understand.

Finished, Live, Seems, Think, Thinking, Understand

That's what opium does to suffering: makes it of hypothetical interest only.

Doe, Hypothetical, Interest, Opium, Suffering

The thunder of false modesty was deafening.

False, False Modesty, Modesty, Thunder

There you are, sir. There's nothing more than to love and be loved.

Love, Loved, Nothing, Sir

Oh, the sweetness of giving in, of full surrender.

Giving, Surrender, Sweetness

You put your time where your priority is.

Priorities, Priority, Time

He wrote one more paragraph for his own sake, to see what he had to say.

Paragraph, Sake, Say, Wrote

I think I have fallen in love and I believe the woman in question, though she has not said so, returns my feelings. How can I be sure when she has said nothing? Is this youthful vanity? I wish in some ways that it were. But I am so convinced that I barely need question myself. This conviction brings me no joy. […]I am driven by a greater force than I can resist. I believe that force has its own reason and its own morality even if they may never be clear to me while I am alive.

Believe, Greater, Said, Think, Thinking, Vanity

Lonely's like any other organism; competitive and resourceful in the struggle to perpetuate itself.

Competitive, Lonely, Organisms, Resourceful, Struggle

It was entirely silent and I tried to breathe its peace.

Breathe, Entirely, Peace, Silent, Tried

All my life I had lived on the presumption that there was no existence beyond. . . flesh, the moment of being alive. . . then nothing. I had searched in superstition. . . But there was nothing. Then I heard the sound of my own life leaving me. It was so. . . tender. I regretted that I had paid it no attention. Then I believed in the wisdom of what other men had found before me. . . I saw that those simple things might be true. . . I never wanted to believe in them because it was better to fight my own battle. You can believe in something without compromising the burden of your own existence.

Alive, Believe, Fighting, Lived, Simple, Superstition

I suppose that each of us may have a great moment in our life, a month, a week a year, when we are most fully what we are meant to be

May, Moment, Months, Week, Year, Years

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