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You may not believe in life, but I don’t believe in death. Move on!

Yann Martel

I would like to add a third, to wit, the rapid and direct approch of a known killer
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Approach Killer Known
Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness–how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I’ve got!
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Tiny Vastness Views
Once you’ve been struck by violence, you acquire companions that never leave you entirely: Suspicion, Fear, Anxiety, Despair, Joylessness. The natural smile is taken from you and the natural pleasures you once enjoyed lose their appeal.
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Entirely Leave Natural Once Pleasing
Come aboard if your destination is oblivion- it should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat if you want. But it’s a sad view.
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Together Views Want
Christianity is a religion in a rush.
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Christianity Religion Rush
The moon was a sharply defined crescent and the sky was perfectly clear. The stars shone with such fierce, contained brilliance that it seemed absurd to call the night dark.
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Dark Moon Stars
You might think I lost all hope at that point. I did. And as a result I perked up and felt much better.
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Hope might Thinking
It is pointless to say that this or that night was the worst of my life. I have so many bad nights to choose from that I’ve made none the champion.
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Champion Made Night
Despair was a heavy blackness that let no light in or out. It was a hell beyond expression. I thank God it always passed.
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Despair Expression Light
How true is that necessity is the mother of invention, how very true.
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Invention Mother True Very
Survival starts by paying attention to what is close at hand and immediate. To look out with idle hope is tantamount to dreaming one’s life away.
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Dream Hands Survival
…for everything has a trace of the divine in it.
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Divine Everything Trace
If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn’t love hard to believe?
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Belief Believe Book Life
My gratitude to him is as boundless as the Pacific ocean.
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Grateful Gratitude Ocean
Don’t you bully me with your politeness!
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Bully People Politeness
I went about the job in a direct way. I took the hatchet in both my hands and vigorously beat the fish on the head with the hammerhead (I still didn’t have the stomach to use the sharp edge).
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Blue Hands Jobs Stomach Vigorously

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