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"They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by little in their own time, turning into memories, mists from other days, until they were absorbed into oblivion."
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"Literature was the best plaything that had ever been invented to make fun of people."
Art
"Four geological eras had to pass so that human beings would be able to outsing the birds and die for love."
Philosophy
"If they had learned anything together, it was that wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good."
Philosophy
"Little by little she had been discovering the uncertainty of her husband's step, his mood changes, the gaps in his memory, his recent habit of sobbing while he slept, but she did not identify these as the unequivocal signs of final decay but rather as a happy return to childhood."
Life
"My heart has more rooms in it than a whore house."
Love
"A man only has the right to look down at another when he helps him to lift himself up."
Compassion
"And only after he said it did he realize that among the countless suicides he could remember, this was the first with cyanide that had not been caused by the sufferings of love. Then something changed in the tone of his voice."And when you do find one, observe with care, he said to the intern:"they almost always have crystals in their heart."
Observation
"Disbelief is more resistant than faith because it is sustained by the senses."
Faith
"Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end."
Memory
"There was no sleeper more elegant than she, with her curved body posed for a dance and her hand across her forehead, but there was also no one more ferocious when anyone disturbed the sensuality of her thinking she was still asleep when she no longer was."
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"The summer's flower is to the summer sweetThough to itself it only live and die."
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"Friends come in and out of our lives, like busboys in a restaurant."
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Personal Development
"The magic fades too fastthe scent of summer never lasts the nights turn hollow and vast but nothing remains...nothing lasts."
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Personal Development
"Brief as the lightning in the collied night;That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and Earth,And ere a man hath power to say "Behold!"The jaws of darkness do devour it up.So quick bright things come to confusion."
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"The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever."
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"Man is like a breath, his days are like a passing shadow."
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Personal Development
"They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by little in their own time, turning into memories, mists from other days, until they were absorbed into oblivion."
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Personal Development
"Time is an eternal guest that banquets on our ideals and bodies."
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Personal Development
"A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins."
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Personal Development
"He was nothing but a conduit, after all, and there isn't a culvert in the world that remembers the water flowed through it once the rain has stopped."
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