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We read many books, because we cannot know enough people.

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Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.
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Evil Goodness Intention People World
Television is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to listen to the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.
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Joke Listen Lonely People
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
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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Death Life Oneself Remember Yourself
Men dislike being awakened from their death in life.
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Death Deep Life Man
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
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Growth Poet
People to whom nothing has ever happened cannot understand the unimportance of events.
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Importance People Understand
I am moved by fancies that are curled, around these images and cling, the notion of some infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing.
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Myself Photograph Suffering
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
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People Preparation Time
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
If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.
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Acceptance Life Strength Yourself
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
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Deep Different Experience Missing
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
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Death Desire Flower Memories Rain Season Spring

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