Eugene O'Neill Short Quotes

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Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.

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DARRELL: Happiness hates the timid! So does Science!

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Born in a goddam hotel room and dying in a hotel room!

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The past is the present, isn't it? It's the future, too.

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Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.

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Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The grace of God is glue!

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Gimme a whiskey—ginger ale on the side. And don't be stingy, baby.

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We fought so long against small things that we became small ourselves.

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Yes, I remember. I fell in love with James Tyrone and was so happy for a time

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We's all poor nuts and things happen, and we yust get mixed in wrong, that's all.

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One may not give one's soul to a devil of hate — and remain forever scatheless.

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There is no present or future—only the past happening over and over again—now.

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One should be either sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers.

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Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken.

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It has been a long day. Why don't you sleep now—as you used to, remember?—for a little while.

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We are where centuries only count as seconds, and after a thousand lives, our eyes begin to open.

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The lie of a pipe dream is what gives life to the whole misbegotten mad lot of us, drunk or sober.

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We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.

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You said they had found the secret of happiness because they had never heard that love can be a sin.

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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

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What the hell was it I wanted to buy, I wonder, that was worth—Well no matter. It's a late day for regrets.

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Life is perhaps most wisely regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings, and every day is a life in miniature.

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It kills the pain. You go back until at last you are beyond its reach. Only the past when you were happy is real.

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Strange interlude! Yes, our lives are merely strange dark interludes in the electrical display of God the Father!

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A game of secret, cunning stratagems, in which only the fools who are fated to lose reveal their true aims or motives - even to themselves.

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