Quote by Paul Theroux
Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make

Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of all joy and all art. – Paul Theroux

Other quotes by Paul Theroux

A travel book is about someone who goes somewhere, travels on the ground, sees something and spends quite a lot of time doing it, and has a hard time, and then comes back and writes about it. Its not about inventing. – Paul Theroux

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Travel
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When I was in the Peace Corps I never made a phone call. I was in Central Africa I didnt make a phone call for two years. I was in Uganda for another four years and I didnt make a phone call. So for six years I didnt make a phone call, but I wrote letters, I wrote short stories, I wrote books. – Paul Theroux

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Peace
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The realization that he is white in a black country, and respected for it, is the turning point in the expatriates career. He can either forget it, or capitalize on it. Most choose the latter. – Paul Theroux

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Exile
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Other Quotes from
Death
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Death is less bitter punishment than deaths delay. – Ovid

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Death

Death to me means nothing as long as I can die fast. – Bob Dylan

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Death

As far as my divorce goes, I love my family and I love my wife to death and I just dont know what tomorrows going to bring. – Hulk Hogan

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Death

The situation in the United States is becoming more dire for average ordinary Americans and the last thing we need to do is to spend money on death, destruction and war. – Cynthia McKinney

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Death

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