|Name: Taylor Caldwell||Find on Amazon India: Link|
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Even the most malignant gods would not continue to inflict life upon humanity, time without end.
I like animals because they are not consciously cruel and don’t betray each other.
I have written two medical novels. I have never studied medicine, never seen an operation.
I have thought that I have seen ghosts on many occasions.
I have had four happy days in my life, and three of them turned out to be illusions.
I have been the victim of heartless malice.
Giving a phenomenon a label does not explain it.
I have been constantly betrayed and deceived all my life.
I have anonymously helped many thousands.
I have always had a horror and detestation of poverty.
I gratefully look forward to oblivion, but I must be sure of it.
I converse with my dog through ESP.
I am the skeptic of skeptics.
I am deeply convinced that happiness does not exist in this world.
I wanted to acquire an education, work extremely hard and never deviate from my goal, to make it.
I am not convinced that there is such a thing as a soul.
The feeble soul merely whines and complains.
I never deviated from my grim determination to someday have all the money I needed and wanted.
My relatives used to laugh when I talked of being a writer.
No woman has ever been an authentic genius of the stature of men, but that does not enrage me.
Obscurity can be a fire of ambition in those who have stalwart souls.
One of my grandsons used to insist, when he was only 3 or 4, that he had been born and had lived in India.
People are scared to death of dying. I am the opposite.
My life has been tragic and disastrous since birth.
The arrogance of officialdom should be tempered and controlled, and assistance to foreign hands should be curtailed, lest Rome fall.
My dreams are all follies.
The stalwart soul has the will to live and is eager for the race.
The very idea of carrying my memory into eternity devastated me, and I took refuge in atheism.
The world is a penal institution.
Those who claim to have had happy lives seem to be silly fools.
Though I am a Catholic, a professing one, I have serious doubts about the survival of the human personality after death.
Women’s Lib? I couldn’t stand it.
Tel Aviv appeals to me.
If they can’t do it in California, it can’t be done anywhere.
I am a Westerner of Westerners!
I was never afraid of anything in the world except the dentist.
I will ge glad to have done with this life forever.
I will know him by his eyes.
I’m not that interested in people.
I’ve always enjoyed poor health.
My literary success meant nothing to me.
If there is a God, then he was particularly harsh to me.
I often reread books I have written.
In sleep, you are safe from the revolting mechanics of living and being a prey to outrageous fortune.
It is a waste of money to help those who show no desire to help themselves.
It is human nature to instinctively rebel at obscurity or ordinariness.
Learning should be a joy and full of excitement. It is life’s greatest adventure; it is an illustrated excursion into the minds of the noble and the learned.
Money? I lost all taste for it.
My childhood was appalling.
If genetic memory or racial memory persists, is it possible that individual memory also exists from previous lives?
At 8, I made a pact with God.
Character, I am sure, lies in the genes.
Are we not all desperate one way or another?