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Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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Imagination Reality Surface
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Death Forget Man
If I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.
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Death Enjoyment Myself
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Deep Necessary Silence Word
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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Change Mistake Myself
I use the words you taught me. If they don’t mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
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Meaning Myself Silence Teaching Word Yourself
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
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Creation Place Time World
Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
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End Fly Greatness Head Image Myself Pursue Trouble Word
I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.
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Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word
We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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Born Crazy Remain
Fail, fail again, fail better.
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Better Failure Inspirational Motivational One Liner Success
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom
All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Discrimination Poetry Prayer
But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!
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Moments Place Time

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