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"I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets."
Art
"Apollinaire said a poet should be 'of his time.' I say objects of the Digital Age belong in newspapers, not literature. When I read a novel, I don't want credit cards; I want cash in ducats and gold doubloons."
Literature
"We look up to see if it is day or night. If stars burn cool and moon does shine, We take to smoke divine and wine.If breath of sun does belch its heat,we boil coffee and prepare to eat."
Nature
"In the boundaryless forests, there're dancers of nude.Yet in the confines of pasture, there's promise of food.On which is your side?A", but tarry and bide,ere you decide,in both do confide."
Nature
"Everything was brighter and more colorful in those years, as if my childhood was ending in an explosion of unreal passion that made my life feel sacred and holy."
Nostalgia
"This was how it was with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. One gives you the heart's affections, the other destroys your soul. Cities and countries are as alive and feeling, as fickle and uncertain as people. Their degrees of love and devotion are as varying as with any human relation. Just as one is good, another is bad."
Travel
"I was glad to be made awarethat "Veimke (jeune fille au pair),is subject to natural law,and can be made fat,by such things as poor diet,and alcohol."
Health
"After joyfully working each morning, I would leave off around midday to challenge myself to a footrace. Speeding along the sunny paths of the Jardin du Luxembourg, ideas would breed like aphids in my head-for creative invention is easy and sublime when air cycles quickly through the lungs and the body is busy at noble tasks."
Creativity
"Who worries for dying? If I close my eyes tonight, I will either dream, or not, or my eyes will open and I will be here again. And if none of those happen, and I do not wake? Who worries for dying?"
Mortality
"Alexander the Great slept with 'The Iliad' beneath his pillow. Though I've never led an army, I am a wanderer. I cradle 'The Odyssey' nights while the moon is waning, as if it were the sweet body of a woman."
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"An odd thing souvenir-hunting: now becomes then even while it is still now."
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"...but the loss of a memory, like the omission of a phrase during reading, rather than making for uncertainty, can lead to a premature certainty."
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"Little girl, a memory without blot or contamination must be an exquisite treasure-an inexhaustible source of pure refreshment:is it not?"
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"Every time the long-forgotten people of the past are remembered, they are born again!"
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"I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering."
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"Definitions are the guardians of rationality, the first line of defense against the chaos of mental disintegration."
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"To forget is to render the pages of history as entirely blank, and the lessons of history as never taught."
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"It struck her how sad it was that all of them had grown up on top of one another like small animals in a too-small cage, and now would simply scatter. And that would be the end of that. Everything that had happened would be sucked away into memory and vapour, as though it hadn't even happened at all."
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"I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled."
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"Snow floated down every once in a while, but it was frail snow, like a memory fading into the distance."
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