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That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.

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Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
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Hands Life Man Touch Transformation Weakness
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
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Book Herself Kind People Reading
For God’s sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don’t say surgaries, or I’m done.
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God Myself Praise Word
There’s lots of good fish in the sea, maybe, but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
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Animal Goodness Sea Yourself
Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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Marriage Sin Yourself
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Deep Relationship Silence Word
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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Fear Myself Reality
One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it, and the journey is always towards the other soul.
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Deal Goodness Journey Learning Love Oneself Soul Suffering
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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Alone People Reality Togetherness
We fucked a flame into being.
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One Liner Reality Sex
That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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Oneself Philsophy Place World
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
Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
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Creation Story Trust
If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
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Herself Woman

That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.

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