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"The road is life."
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"When you leave a port, ask yourself two questions: What mark you have made on that port and what have you learned from that port?"
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"The laws is not meant to destroy us. But our disobedience leads to our own destruction."
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"Whether you are aware of it or not, your life is still disappearing. It's pouring out, it keeps diminishing."
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"You never know what people have endured to get where they are."
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"Why do you compare yourself to others? Can you carry weight of others on your shoulders?"
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"Everyone should think about why certain undesirable situations occur in life."
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"Knowing my soul is my lifetime-study."
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"What you are seeking is yourself."
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"Life is head and shoulders above all other things we regard as precious in this world."
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"The world is full of vanities."
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"Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars."
Life
"All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together."
Dream
"It is not my fault that certain so-called bohemian elements have found in my writings something to hang their peculiar beatnik theories on."
Humor
"You can't teach the old maestro a new tune."
Wisdom
"I tried to bring up boyfriends and sex. Her great dark eyes surveyed me with emptiness and a kind of chagrin that reached back generations and generations in her blood from not having done what was crying to be done--whatever it was, and everybody knows what it was."
Observation
"In winter night Massachusetts Street is dismal, the ground's frozen cold, the ruts and pock holes have ice, thin snow slides over the jagged black cracks. The river is frozen to stolidity, waits; hung on a shore with remnant show-off boughs of June-- Ice skaters, Swedes, Irish girls, yellers and singers--they throng on the white ice beneath the crinkly stars that have no altar moon, no voice, but down heavy tragic space make halyards of Heaven on in deep, to where the figures fantastic amassed by scientists cream in a cold mass; the veil of Heaven on tiaras and diadems of a great Eternity Brunette called night."
Nature
"Says, Rahula! Rahula! Face of Glory! Universe chawed and swallowed!"
Imagination
"A poet is a blind optimist.The world is against him formany reasons. But thepoet persists. He believesthat he is on the right track,no matter what any of his fellow men say. In hiseternal search for truth, thepoet is alone.He tries to be timeless in a society built on time."
Art
"An awful realization that I have been fooling myself all my life thinking there was a next thing to do to keep the show going and actually I'm just a sick clown and so is everybody else..."
Psychology
"It's a sort of furtiveness. Like we were a generation of furtive. You know, with an inner knowledge there's no use flaunting on that level, the level of the 'public', a kind of beatness I mean, being right down to it, to ourselves, because we all really know where we are " and a weariness with all the forms, all the conventions of the world It's something like that. So I guess you might say we're a beat generation."
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