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So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.

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What is hell? Hell is oneself. Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to escape to. One is always alone.
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Alone Escape Hell Oneself Philosophy Spiritual
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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Humanity Reality
So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.
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Body Myself Talk Thinking Word
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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Dance Exception
This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.
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End Theory World
Every experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.
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Beyond Escape Experience
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Fear Feeling Grief Music
It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous. Resign yourself to be the fool you are. We must always take risks. That is our destiny.
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Destiny Fools Harm Ourselves Risk Yourself
We don’t actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.
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Absence Death Fade Fear Ourselves
No one can become really educated without having pursued some study in which he took no interest- for it is a part of education to learn to interest ourselves in subjects for which we have no aptitude.
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Education Himself Interest Learning Ourselves Pursue
Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.
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Failure Writing
Books. Cats. Life is good.
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Book Goodness Life
For you know only a heap of broken images
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Break Photograph Yourself
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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Deep Knowledge Lost Wisdom
Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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Body Lover Need Talk Thinking True Love

So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.

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