"Dying is an art.Like everything else,I do it exceptionally well.I do it so it feels like hell.I do it so it feels real.I guess you could say I have a call."

Mortality, Death, Art, Life, Pain

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"Dying is an art.Like everything else,I do it exceptionally well.I do it so it feels like hell.I do it so it feels real.I guess you could say I have a call."

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"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am."

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"Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing."

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"I talk to God but the sky is empty."

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"But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare of interest and passion."

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"I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death, since they didn't believe in life after death, and what each person believed happened to him when he died."

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"I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live."

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