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"And I dreamed of a home long ago in New England, my little kitkats trying to go a thousand miles following me on the road across America, and my mother with a pack on her back, and my father running after the ephemeral uncatchable train, and I dreamed and woke up to a gray dawn, saw it, sniffed (because I had seen all the horizon shift as if a sceneshifter had hurried to put it back in place and make me believe in its reality), and went back to sleep, turning over. "It's all the same thing," I heard my voice say in the void that's highly embraceable during sleep."
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"Solitude is a wonderful treasure the world is still yet to discover."
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"Puritanism. The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."
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"I don't dream. Come to think of it, i haven't had any dreams in a long time."
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"I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and that, on the contrary, we kept going back as it were on what was old."
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"We must stop calling bribes in our higher institutions "helping my child to gain admission."
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"The greatest joy is to be a mirror of God's love."
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"You are created to reflect heaven on earth."
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"I see that the culture that is prevalent right now in Nigeria and indeed Africa is the culture of GET RICH QUICK."
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"As a matter of fact life itself is measured by time."
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"Instead it is the Church hierarchy that is rather teaching congregation to be afraid of darkness, instead of teaching them to go with light to overcome darkness."
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"I walked around the sad honkytonks of Curtis Street; young kids in jeans and red shirts; peanut shells, movie marquees, shooting parlours. Beyond the glittering street was darkness, and beyond the darkness the West. I had to go."
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"You dont have to know a soul to know what I know --- to expect what I'm expecting --- to feel yourself alive and dying in your chest every minute of the livelong day --- When you're young you wanta cry, when you're old you wanta die. But that's too deep for you now, Ti mon Pousse."
Reflection

"And I go home having lost her love. And write this book."
Emotion

"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."
Love

"What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies."
Life

"At least I had frost on my nose, boots on my feet, and protest in my mouth."
Survival

"Be in love with your life, every detail of it."
Mindfulness

"Oh, I love, love, love women! I think women are wonderful! I love women!"
Love

"I promise I shall never give up, and that I'll die yelling and laughing, and that until then I'll rush around this world I insist is holy and pull at everyone's lapel and make them confess to me and to all."
Motivation

"I made myself famous by writing 'songs' and lyrics about the beauty of the things I did and ugliness, too."
Art
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