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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

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Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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Body Fear Mindset Resistance
The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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Human Oneself Philosophy Soul Thinking
But the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff’s edge, like Sappho into the sea.
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Act Sea Sex
I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
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Eyes Myself Nature Perfection Sea Sun
Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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Man Revenge Woman
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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Flower Heart Lost Save
Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
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Accomplishment History Hold Leaving Life Myself Oneself Reality
Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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Humanity Kind Philosophy
Love is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.
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Feeling Fight Laughter Life Love Satisfaction
For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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Deep Desire End Philosophy
This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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Evil Passionate Worst
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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People Wonderful
Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?
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Imagination Love Philosophy Relationship Yourself
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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Death Herself Shame Woman
Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
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Art Live True World
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Forever Mortal Taste Youth

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

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