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"I don't understand women that call themselves a "bitch". It doesn't empower a woman. Rather, it reveals to everyone that you were deeply hurt at one time. Because of the pain your still carrying, you will continue to hurt anyone that reminds you of those moments when you let your guard down and were fooled. Sadly, it sends a clear message to the observant that you are still hurt. If only women would realize that "we all" have moments of stupidity then they would stop comparing themselves to the masses."

"You will conquer every mountain."

"When I'm in turmoil, when I can't think, when I'm exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks. It's just one of those things I do. I walk and I walk and sooner or later something comes to me, something to make me feel less like jumping off a building."

"World & people only seem unlovable due to toxins & lies they've been fed. Release distortions of mind. Return all to innocence & freedom."

"For with any recovery from morbidity there must go a certain healthy humiliation. There comes a certain point in such conditions when only three things are possible: first a perpetuation of Satanic pride, secondly tears, and third laughter."
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"Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life."

"My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then."

"For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear."

"I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all."

"To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all."

"A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping Dirty and dusty but as wide as eye Could reach with here and there a sail just skipping In sight then lost amidst the forestry Of masts a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy A huge dun cupola like a fools-cap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town."
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