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Perhaps the only magician we have is the artist.

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In music I feel most deeply the passing of things.

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The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw.

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Ecstasy is the moment of exaltation from wholeness!

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He was insane with anger. Or is all insanity anger?

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Life shrinks or expands according to one's courage.

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Worlds self made are so full of monsters and demons.

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We cannot cure the evils of politics with politics...

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Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.

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Nowhere is inhumanity more revealed than in hospitals.

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Guilt is the one burden human beings can't bear alone.

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To write is to descend, to excavate, to go underground.

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Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.

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What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?

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In creation alone there is the possibility of perfection.

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Nothing too long imagined can be perfect in a worldly way.

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Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.

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The way to recognize a dead word is that it exudes boredom.

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Those who cannot live fully often become destroyers of life.

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Mature people relate to each other without the need to merge.

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You marry the day you realize the human defects of your love.

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She lives on the reflections of herself in the eyes of others.

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Stations and airports are rehearsals for separations by death.

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Poverty is the great reality. That is why the artist seeks it.

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The potion drunk by lovers is prepared by no one but themselves.

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He left me at my hotel at 3:00 AM murmuring: "You're marvelous."

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No one should be forced to carry the unfulfilled self of another.

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Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.

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Someday I'll be locked up for love insanity. "She loved too much."

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Only in the fever of creation could she recreate her own lost life.

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