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Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.

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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Love, that is all I asked, a little love, daily, twice daily, fifty years of twice daily love like a Paris horse-butcher’s regular, what normal woman wants affection?
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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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Yes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of.
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Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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My mistakes are my life.
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What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
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If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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