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“What does the god of your childhood look like? A soft apparition pigeoned in the attic, a wound eating you one year at a time?”
— blud, ‘outhouse’ by Rachel McKibbens
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i must not take it personal. taking it personal is the mind killer. taking it personal is the little death that brings total oblivion. i will face taking it personal. i will permit it to pass over and through me. and when it has gone past i will turn the inner eye to see its path. when the taking it personal has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain
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The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien
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“Tonight I love you on a spring evening. I love you with the window open. You are mine, and things are mine, and my love alters the things around me and the things around me alter my love.”
— Jean Paul Sartre - from a letter to Simone de Beauvoir
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