If there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.
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If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.
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If you're going to hold someone down you're going to have to hold on by the other end of the chain. You are confined by your own repression.
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She is a friend of mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. It's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind.
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The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power.
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There is really nothing more to say-except why. But since why is difficult to handle, one must take refuge in how.
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When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
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