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"Nothing's news.it's the same old thing indisguise.only one thing comes without adisguise and you only see itonce, ormaybe never.like getting hit by a freighttrain.makes us realize that all ourmoaning about long lost girlsin gingham dressesis not so importantafterall."
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"The perception of reality is something that is constructed by the human mind based on its own needs and knacks."
"Life can only be experienced."
"You see your reflections in thoughts not things."
"Infinite and finite are both mental constructs."
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"Not the reality, but your thoughts define your destiny."
"The Apparent is the Bridge to the Real."
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"The world is better withoutthem.only the plants and the animals aretrue comrades.I drink to them and withthem."
"All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it."
"My objection to war was not that I had to kill somebody or be killed senselessly, that hardly mattered. What I objected to was to be denied the right to sit in a small room and starve and drink cheap wine and go crazy in my own way and at my own leisure."
"You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time all else is grandiose romanticism or politics."
"Sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in."
"Of one hundred movies there's one that is fair, one that's good and ninety eight that are very bad. most movies start badly and steadily get worse."
"There's no point in writing my kind of stuff, when they're printing that kind of stuff. So I gave up and started drinking."
"I killed four flies while waiting. Damn, death was everywhere. Man, bird, beast, reptile, rodent, insect, fish didn't have a chance. The fix was in. I didn't know what to do about it. I got depressed. You know, I see a boy at the supermarket, he's packing my groceries, then I see him sticking himself into his own grave along with the toilet paper, the beer and the chicken breasts."
"During my worst timeson the park benchesin the jailsor living withwhoresI always had this certaincontentment-I wouldn't call ithappiness-it was more of an innerbalancethat settled forwhatever was occuringand it helped in thefactoriesand when relationshipswent wrongwith thegirls.it helpedthrough thewars and thehangoversthe backalley fightsthehospitals.to awaken in a cheap roomin a strange city andpull up the shade-this was the craziest kind ofcontentmentand to walk across the floorto an old dresser with acracked mirror-see myself, ugly,grinning at it all.what matters most ishow well youwalk through thefire."
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