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"What you think of your self is more important than what others think of you."
"The thoughts of the morning becomes the blessing for the day."
"Most people that I know who go to church actually go there to twist the arms of God so that he can get all the discomfort away from them."
"I was up all night just to talk to myself about you."
"The second direction of prayer lies in us addressing our own circumstances and changing them ourselves."
"The play of a pain is a party."
"The price you will offer yourself to the world, is how much they will buy you."
"An inch to a man's heart is a mile to his wallet."
"Life is just full of disordered pieces of unachieved plans without solitude."
"Friends, are you a man according to Gods definition? Have you ever placed yourself under God's microscopic eyes? Have you examined yourself according to his standards of judgment? Does he call you a man."
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"Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."
"The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of the duel comes the transformation. I turn destruction into creation over and over again."
"When she closed her eyes she felt he had many hands, which touched her everywhere, and many mouths, which passed so swiftly over her, and with a wolflike sharpness, his teeth sank into her fleshiest parts. Naked now, he lay his full length over her. She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet. Shivers passed through her body."
"Love reduces the complexity of living. It amazes me that when Henry walks towards the cafe table where I wait for him, or opens the gate to our house, the sight of him is sufficient to exult me. No letter from anyone, even in praise of my book, can stir me as much as a note from him."
"A big enough artist, I say, can eat anything, must eat everything and then alchemize it. Only the feeble writer is afraid of expansion."
"You sought to preserve your creative instincts and what would nourish them. But neurosis itself does not nourish the artist, you know; he creates in spite of it, out of anything, any material given to him. The torments and hells of [crazy men], are not for you."
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