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If dogged and grim you besiege and beset it, you'll get it.
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You're left so alone that you can't explain. Damn, there's nothing like that, is there? I've been there and you have too.
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Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled - to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.
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And through all that waiting, here I am. My life is passing, day by day, and I am waiting for it to start. I am waiting for that time, that person, that event when my life will finally begin.
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I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind.
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Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of these two attitudes is the least destructive? I don't know.
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You only live once, once is enough.
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In the twentieth century some bright and drooling spark had the idea of putting dirty pictures inside, and eventually somebody decided to shove a whole girl in there. This is called Progress.
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There is a time for silence. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.
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Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.
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You'll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you. Worse, you'll realize it's always been shifting, like a shimmer of sorts, a vast shimmer. But you won't understand why or how. You'll have forgotten what granted you this awareness.
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It gives me a headache just trying to think down to your level.
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The urge to escape from selfhood and the environment is in almost everyone almost all the time.
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I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before. Merely this, and nothing more.
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Aging is not just decay, you know. It's growth. It's more than the negative that you're going to die, it's the positive that you understand you're going to die.
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You’re finally left with whatever you have been willing to give, which often is: nothing.
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The best thing about the future is that if things don't go as planned, well we can always look forward to the future.
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Constructive anger, also known as passion.
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One day you'll look back and it will all make sense.
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Laughter is sunshine, it chases winter from the human face.
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Every man must die. But first he must live.
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Sometimes I wake so far from myself that I can’t even remember who I am. “Where am I? Who am I? Who am I?”
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I learned that art can be beautiful and sad at the same time.
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Is sorrow not, one asks, the only thing in the world people really possess?
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All we have to do is to relax and let our spines take over. That little shiver behind is quite certainly the highest form of emotion that humanity has attained when evolving pure art and pure science.
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Always keep a part of your mind empty, so you can go there to rest.
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It is a hard thing to look at through the fence for hundreds of years without wondering what it would be like on the other side.
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Raging furies and shrieking sounds of dystopian surroundings are acquainting us with the gentle, cosmic rhythms of an extraneous world. They are a soothing relief and let us listen to the voices of our inner world.
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I’m kind of hoping it will end like this. You made me happy. Very happy.
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Why does it take a life ending to learn how to cherish each day?
