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Of all the small nations of this earth, perhaps only the ancient Greeks surpass the Scots in their contribution to mankind.
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Keep your fears to yourself, but share your courage with others.
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The best often die by their own hand just to get away.
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Loneliness is something I've never been bothered with.
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There is no comfort anywhere.
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Alternate crumpling and climbing. Rely on your antennae. When threatened, emit foul odors in self-defense.
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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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Sing like there's nobody listening, and live like it's heaven on earth.
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Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
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The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
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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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Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination.
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In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth.
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Once ye made up yer mind to do somethin', 'tis better t'stumble o'er the small hillock of jump-ahead than t'bash yer head on the jagged rocks of did-nothing.
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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
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You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.
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Everything is more beautiful in the rain. Don't ask me why.
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There I was, cold, isolated and desperate for something I knew I couldn't have. A solution. A remedy. Anything. ...I hated it. But somehow I knew I deserved this.
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I like reading in a pub rather than a library or study, as it's generally much easier to get a drink.
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Is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be?
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My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
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I don't want to go to heaven. None of my friends are there.
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Clouds pass and disperse. Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables? Is it for such I agitate my heart?
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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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All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.
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I don't want to go into a fridge at an undertaker's. I want you to keep me at home until the funeral.
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When the sun shines o’er the loch and sparkles on the water like diamond drops, ye know one thing: somewhere there’s a MacLean who is smilin’.
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Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there is?
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I could sit in that pub and tell you all the things that are written in my book but you wouldn't fucking listen.