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Outside, under the marquee of the hotel, he stood a moment as he did each night beneath the marquee of the Hotel Hyperion, while he decided what direction to take, what to do. And suddenly, realizing it was not the Hotel Hyperion, that the circumstances were quite different, he felt loneliness spring up like a dark forest all around him. The odd thing was, he felt no impulse to hurry after her, to find her somehow. What would he have to offer her except the history of weakness, loneliness, and inadequacy, the decline and fall of himself? He himself was the core of the loneliness around him, and its core was inadequacy. He was inadequate even in love.Patricia Highsmith
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Life is a long failure of understanding, a long, mistaken shutting of the heart.Patricia Highsmith
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Once a person has become detached from his possessions, his customary duties, his moments of solitude, where is he? What is he?Patricia Highsmith