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"Down on the lake rosy reflections of celestial vapor appeared, and I said, "God, I love you" and looked to the sky and really meant it. "I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other." To the children and the innocent it's all the same."
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"Listen to the advice of your own Destiny! All is a given!"
"The field of the soul must be watered by the rain with tears of love, otherwise it will become a desert."
"Tears,love,life Who knows how many tears have flown in the Word of God from the creation of the world?"
"Who can be close to you without the Divine Light of his heart?"
"The soul is a prolonged anniversary of our lives in this world."
"Faithfulness to God requires your obedience, even when it's difficult."
"First of all, no messiahs are sent. Secondly, no messiah got it. Lastly, no messiah is. And if there ever was or is, maybe I too am it. As too is every dimwit."
"The Only God 'up there' is Unity of Everything, in Quintessence. Other fancies, gods and fairies are the nansy-pansies of simpletons, or is just plain-simple nonsense."
"To experience spiritual victory, you must depend on God's resources."
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"He and I suddenly saw the whole country like an oyster for us to open; and the pearl was there, the pearl was there."
"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."
"The trouble with fashions is you want to fuck the women in their fashions but when the time comes they always take them off so they don't get wrinkled.Face it, the really great fucks in a man's life was when there was no time to take yr clothes off, you were too hot and she was too hot - none of yr Bohemian leisure, this was middleclass explosions against snowbanks, against walls of shithouses in attics, on sudden couches in the lobby - Talk about yr hot peace."
"I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost."
"The only people for me are the mad ones: the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who... burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles."
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