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How bitter were the Prozac pills of the last few hundred mornings?

Leonard Cohen

The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
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Advice Patience Philosophy
Who could have foretold the heart grows cold from touching others.
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Growth Heart Touch
Do not be a magician – be magic!
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Magic Self Love
I don’t even hate books anymore.
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Book Hate Library Myself
Never make a decision when you need to pee.
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Decision Funny
Ordinary eternal machinery, like the grinding of the stars.
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Forever Stars
I cannot understand why my arm is not a lilac tree.
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Myself Tree Understand
Coroner’s inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn’t been to the seashore in ten years.
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Death Sea
You live your life as if it’s real, a thousand kisses deep.
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Kiss Life Live Reality Yourself
Love is a fire/It burns everyone/It disfigures everyone/It is the world’s excuse for being ugly.
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Love Ugly World
The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
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Philosophy World
Your body will never be familiar.
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Body One Liner Yourself
When you’re not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you’ve sinned.
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Lonely Sin Yourself
I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.
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Himself Love Myself Sex
I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
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Feeling Myself Rain Skin Wait
Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.
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Care Grief Suffering

How bitter were the Prozac pills of the last few hundred mornings?

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