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The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.

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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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One Liner Reality
Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
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Dangerous Kill Memories Mindset Thinking Yourself
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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Dog Habit Himself
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word
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
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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Habit Life Perspective
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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Change Mistake Myself
We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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Cry Dead Greatness Growth Habit Old Time
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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Day Death Normal Short Yourself
Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
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Friendship Human Solitude
I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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Alive Help Myself Worth
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Death Forget Man
But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
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End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself

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