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"My witness is the empty sky."
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"I love it when you meet an angel on Earth and they have no idea that's what they are; a human angel, an angel covered in skin. They hare the best kinds of humans to know. As your eyes widen, as you evolve and your soul is receptive, you will encounter and recognize these angels on Earth more and more."
"Listen to the advice of your own Destiny! All is a given!"
"The field of the soul must be watered by the rain with tears of love, otherwise it will become a desert."
"Tears,love,life Who knows how many tears have flown in the Word of God from the creation of the world?"
"Who can be close to you without the Divine Light of his heart?"
"The soul is a prolonged anniversary of our lives in this world."
"To make a man a saint, it must indeed be by grace; and whoever doubts this does not know what a saint is, or a man."
"Faithfulness to God requires your obedience, even when it's difficult."
"Your spirit nourishes from your old God and prophet, but mine nourishes from wisdom and conscience."
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"He and I suddenly saw the whole country like an oyster for us to open; and the pearl was there, the pearl was there."
"I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life."
"The trouble with fashions is you want to fuck the women in their fashions but when the time comes they always take them off so they don't get wrinkled.Face it, the really great fucks in a man's life was when there was no time to take yr clothes off, you were too hot and she was too hot - none of yr Bohemian leisure, this was middleclass explosions against snowbanks, against walls of shithouses in attics, on sudden couches in the lobby - Talk about yr hot peace."
"I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost."
"The only people for me are the mad ones: the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who... burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles."
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