My first and biggest love was always fiction writing. But it is a very lonely pastime. - Etgar Keret

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My father had osteomyelitis-his left arm was withered between his elbow and his shoulder. . . . But the amputation of a Stone Age man called Leaf, a stoneworker, does not relate to my father at all.

Etgar Keret

My first and biggest love was always fiction writing. But it is a very lonely pastime.

Fiction, Lonely, Love, Pastime, Writing

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Translators are like ninjas. If you notice them, they’re no good.

Funny, Good, Ninja, Ninjas, Translate, Translators

My father - I once asked him what was his greatest achievement. He said his greatest achievement was that he fought in five wars in the infantry, always on the front line, and never hurt anybody.

Father, Greatest, Hurt, Infantry, Line, War

According to Gur's theory of boredom, everything that happens in the world today is because of boredom: love, war, inventions, fake fireplaces - ninety-five percent of all that is pure boredom.

Boredom, Fake, Happens, Love, War, World

I don't need art to tell me people are assholes. I can just go into the streets.

Art, Needs, People, Tell

It's kind of a reflex for me to ignore my own wishes and think about other people first.

Ignore, People, Thinking, Wish, Wishes

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Jim Crace

My father had osteomyelitis-his left arm was withered between his elbow and his shoulder. . . . But the amputation of a Stone Age man called Leaf, a stoneworker, does not relate to my father at all.

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John F. Kerry

This revolution began with young people in Syria demonstrating because they wanted a future. They wanted opportunity, education, and so forth. They went out and they did it. Thugs came out and beat them up. The parents got angry that the thugs beat the kids up, and they went out and demonstrated, and they were met with bullets. They were killed. That's how this began.

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Daley Thompson

I did not want to be the best black man of the year; I wanted to be the best man of the year.

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Isadora Duncan

If I could say it, I would not have to dance it.

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Jhumpa Lahiri

In fiction, plenty do the job of conveying information, rousing suspense, painting characters, enabling them to speak. But only certain sentences breathe and shift about, like live matter in soil.

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