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let me be whole again

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a new found peace shall accompany me

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I think we are just insects, we live a bit and then die and that’s the lot. There’s no mercy in things. There’s not even a Great Beyond. There’s nothing.

-John Fowles in “The Collector”

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a wave of serenity has washed over me

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you deserve to rest

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You can see for yourself that life is hard enough without being punished for it afterward. We get comfort when we die, that’s the whole idea.

-Tove Jansson in “The Summer Book”

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my future is fluid and in constant motion

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the shards stick into my skin

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I suppose even a woman’s hatred is a kind of love.

-Yasunari Kawabata in “Beauty and Sadness”

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as if i have stumbled into a loophole

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I don’t know how to be silent when my heart is speaking.

-Fyodor Dostoevsky in “White Nights”

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each day is filled with a new mystery

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this melancholy in me refuses to subside

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how beautiful that we mimic nature

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That we're going to die is something we know from the moment we are born. That's why, in some ways, it's as if we were born dead.

-José Saramago in “Blindness”

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i yearn and i crave your intimacy

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Because we’re always in pain, we know exactly what it means to hurt somebody else.

-Meiko Kawakami in “Heaven”