To know you will be lonely is not the same as being lonely.
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For it is probable that when people talk aloud, the selves (of which there may be more than two thousand) are conscious of disserverment, and are trying to communicate but when communication is established there is nothing more to be said.
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Beckon The Sea,I'll Come To The.. Shed Seven Tears, Perchance Seven Years..
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The lights were off so that his heads could avoid looking at each other because neither of them was currently a particular engaging sight, nor had they been since he had made the error of looking into his soul. It had indeed been an error. It had been late one night-- of course. It had been a difficult day-- of course. There had been soulful music playing on the ship's sound system-- of course. And he had, of course, been slightly drunk. In other words, all the usual conditions that bring on a bout of soul searching had applied, but it had, nevertheless, clearly been an error.
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As I raced out of the office, I could hear Emily rapid-fire dialing four-digit extensions and all but screaming, 'She's on her way-- tell everyone.' It took me only three seconds to wind through the hallways and pass through the fashion department, but I had already heard panicked cries of 'Emily said she's on her way in' and 'Miranda's coming!' and a particularly blood curdling cry of 'She's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!
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L shot Maki a disappointed look. But soon he forgot everything when Misa Amane appeared onstage. Enraptured he began to cheer with the girls in black lace and frilly skirts.
The other raised his club and attacked L, who inexpliciably fell over on his back like an overturned frog.
Are you looking for something real in this world of illusions? Call me. Casual Flings need not apply. I am looking for Love.
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Reality is a cliché from which we escape by metaphor.
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Guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine
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When you see a small change in your life it means its a huge change in personality and your trait
The story you are about to read is a work of fiction. Nothing - and everything - about it is real.
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Income tax returns are the most imaginative fiction being written today.
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Oh no, real life is escape. The great terrors, the horrors--we hope--of your life come from reading fiction.
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All novels... Are concerned with the enigma of the self. As soon as you create an imaginary being, a character, you are automatically confronted by the question: what is the self? How can it be grasped?
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In real life I do violence, but for psychic stuff I do other things better.
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Help me give up my addiction to Hope.
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Oh, to be walking through Leningrad white night after white night, the dawn to dusk all smelting together like platinum ore, Tatiana thought, turning away to the wall, again to the wall, the wall, as ever. Alexander, my nights, my days, my every thought. You will fall away from me in just a while, won't you, and I'll be whole again, and I will go on and feel for someone else, the way everyone does. But my innocence is forever gone.
We all have the best laid plans for our children, and they go and ruin it all by growing up any way they want to. What the hell was it all for, then? (Real Life and Liars)
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General fiction is pretty much about ways that people get into problems and screw their lives up. Science fiction is about everything else.
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He judged the instant and let go; he flung himself loose into the stars.
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Why should I want to make anything up? Life's bad enough as it is without wanting to invent any more of it.
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The masses-I love em-they rush for red lights, risking everything to capture a few seconds, only to get home and waste their lives.
It was a strange feeling, like touching a void.
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When I first submerged my feet into frigid water, they hurt so badly I yanked them out again. I persisted, dunking them for longer and longer periods, until the cold finally blistered.
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