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Death is frightening, and so is Eternal Life.
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The time I kill is killing me.
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To confer dignity, forgive. To express contempt, forget.
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Kafka: cries of helplessness in twenty powerful volumes.
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If we think about the obvious long enough, it dissolves.
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Documents create a paper reality we call proof.
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Some loves are like a vice that has ceased to give pleasure.
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The gods are watching, but idly, yawning.
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Self-reform is the only kind that works.
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Minds will wander even during the Last Judgment.
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Writers mean more than they say and say more than they mean.
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A sense of blessedness comes from a change of heart, not from more blessings.
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Logic and fact keep interfering with the easy flow of conversation.
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Scepticism is always a back road leading to some credo or other.
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When I prayed for success, I forgot to ask for sound sleep and good digestion.
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Taste refers to the past, imagination to the future.
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Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.
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Money: power at its most liquid.
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Sloth, not ill-will, makes me unjust.
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Only the broken-hearted know the truth about love.