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For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.

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The last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason.
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Act Greatness Reason Right Wrong
It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous. Resign yourself to be the fool you are. We must always take risks. That is our destiny.
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Destiny Fools Harm Ourselves Risk Yourself
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Fear Feeling Grief Music
Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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End Friendship Reality Repair
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
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People Preparation Time
Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.
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Decision Time Vision Yourself
To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
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Beautiful Courage Enough Life Man
We don’t actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.
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Absence Death Fade Fear Ourselves
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
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Election Fake Live Peace Politics
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Sanity Suffering World
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
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Deep Different Experience Missing
What is hell? Hell is oneself. Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to escape to. One is always alone.
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Alone Escape Hell Oneself Philosophy Spiritual
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past.
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Past Present Science Time

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