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"We only pass everything by like a transposition of air."
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"Time is the subtle thief of youth."
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"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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"The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever."
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"The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud ."
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"Friends come in and out of our lives, like busboys in a restaurant."
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"The two of us in that room. No past, no future. All intense deep that-time-only. A feeling that everything must end, the music, ourselves, the moon, everything. That if you get to the heart of things you find sadness for ever and ever, everywhere; but a beautiful silver sadness, like a Christ face."
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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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"We only pass everything by like a transposition of air."
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"From morn to noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, a summer's day; and with the setting sun dropped from the zenith like a falling star."
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"Time is an eternal guest that banquets on our ideals and bodies."
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"The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing."
Experience
"Turn your attentions to it. Try to raise up the sunken feelings of this enormous past; your personality will grow stronger, your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes by, far in the distance."
Reflection
"A billion stars go spinning through the night,glittering above your head,But in you is the presence that will bewhen all the stars are dead."
Universe
"For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror which we are barely able to endure, and it amazes us so, because it serenely disdains to destroy us. Every angel is terrible."
Beauty
"If somewhere deep within me arises some essenceof having been a child, one I never experienced,perhaps the purest childness of my childhood,I don't want to know it. Without even looking,I want to form an angel out of itand hurl him into the foremost rankof screaming angels, to remind God."
Reflection
"All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you."
Being
"This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess."
Time
"It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it."
Reason
"And those, who come together in the night and are twined in quivering pleasure, are performing a serious work and are heaping up sweetness, depth and force for the song of some coming poet, who will arise to express inexpressible ecstasies."
Love
"There are a large number of people in the room, but one is unaware of them. They are in the books. At times they move among the pages, like sleepers turning over between two dreams. Ah, how good it is to be among people who are reading."
Literature
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