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Some people never go crazy.
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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
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I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.
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Go to heaven for the climate and hell for the company.
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I’d been shut up in my hotel for more than a week, afraid to telephone anybody or go out.
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I sit here drunk now. I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse.
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I decided it is better to scream. Silence is the real crime against humanity.
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Part of me wonders if this is a suicide mission disguised as a game.
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I'm mad, I said I'm mad with you. I don't know what I'm gonna do to you. I might drown you, I might shoot you. I just don't know, because I'm mad!
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Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.
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Is a picture really worth a thousand words? Words from a writer like Wordsworth make you appreciate what words are worth.
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The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets through many a dark night.
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Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.
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Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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Anyone who thinks sitting in a church can make you a Christian must also think that sitting in a garage can make you a car.
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I, When in good humour, Give grass its green, Blazon sky blue, and endow the sun, With gold; Yet, in my wintriest moods, I hold, Absolute power, To boycott color and forbid any flower, To be.
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
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Because nobody is perfect. Yet.
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The real cycle you're working on is a cycle called yourself.
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What fun is it being cool if you can't wear a sombrero?
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Just give me a comfortable couch, a dog, a good book, and a woman. Then if you can get the dog to go somewhere and read the book, I might have a little fun.
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Having bitten on life like a sharp apple
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It's lonely at the top.
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Social norms and stuff…what good are social norms, really?
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Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.
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Life is being alone, death is being alone. Even the fools weep, morning, night and noon.
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Always follow your dreams, even if they lead you down a few dark alleys.
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Sing like there's nobody listening.
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Destiny is usually just around the corner. Like a thief, a hooker, or a lottery vendor: its three most common personifications.
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