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The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.

Neil Gaiman

A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really…”Do the stars gaze back?” Now, that’s a question.
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Deep Human Philosophy Stars
There’s none so blind as those who will not listen.
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Blind Ignorance One Liner
I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.
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Life Myself Teaching Worth
You don’t get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.
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Life Moments Philosophy Reality Yourself
I am selfish, private, and easily bored. Will this be a problem?
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Easy Myself Problem
I went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible.
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Life Myself Reality
I would like to see anyone, prophet, king, or God, convince a thousand cats to do the same thing at the same time.
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God Myself Time
People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.
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Forget Impossible People Safety World
I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
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Carry Deep Hell Myself Philosophy Thinking
Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.
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Poet Quite Winner Writing
There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.
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Break Dream Easy Heart People Weakness
You’re always you, and that doesn’t change, and you’re always changing, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
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Change Philosophy Self Love Yourself
That which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed.
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Dream Lost Philosophy
In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.
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Heart Kiss People Perfection See Touch
I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.
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Children Fantasy Myself Mystery Story
What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?
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Deep Dream Heaven Hell Philosophy Power Spiritual

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