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Beautiful insane in the rain.
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“Fools” said I, “you do not know, silence like a cancer grows."
Frank Hendriks Photography:
For your life to be great, your faith must be bigger than your fear.
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Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight. Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
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I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
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I looked at the closed door and at the doorknob and strangely I didn't feel alone.
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Purple does something strange to me.
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Contrary to what you think, not all preternatural beings hang out at the local Supernatural Pub looking for humans and dates.
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It is always sad when someone leaves home.
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I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
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Art is never finished, only abandoned.
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If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.
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Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
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The side streets are there. Pause in one of them for a moment. There is no more reason to return to the main street than to wander away from it. More alleys... more thoroughfares... and those odd encounters of eyes in lonely alleys.
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Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up. I've seen it. It's fascinating.
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Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.
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Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. Every time you don't throw yourself down the stairs, that's a choice.
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I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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The beach is not a place to work; to read, write or to think.
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Statistics are like bikinis. What they reveal is suggestive, but what they conceal is vital.
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Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
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Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.
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Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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I was sentimental about many things: the long nights of drinking and smoking; thinking of suicide; the laughter out of nowhere; feeling miracles in the air; being in a parked car together; even jails.
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I am always bitchy. No fun - for anybody.
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To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone.
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So I don't want to look around any more: I don't need to look around for anything.
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So we dream on. Thus we invent our lives. We give ourselves a sainted mother, we make our father a hero.
