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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."
Friendship
"We are dancing on our irony as upon the top of glowing sparks."
Expression
"I am made only for passion; it is the temperature of love that I cannot endure. I am afraid, and I think it is death- everything but passion seems like death to me. Only in fever do I feel life."
Passion
"How can I accept a limited definable self when I feel, in me, all possibilities?... I never feel the four walls around the substance of the self, the core. I feel only space. Illimitable space."
Identity
"The writer is the duelist who never fights at the stated hour, who gathers up an insult, like another curious object, a collector's item, spreads it out on his desk later, and then engages in a duel with it verbally. Some people call it weakness. I call it postponement. What is weakness in the man becomes a quality in the writer. For he preserves, collects what will explode later in his work. That is why the writer is the loneliest man in the world; because he lives, fights, dies, is reborn always alone; all his roles are played behind a curtain. In life he is an incongruous figure."
Writing
"You are that to me, an oasis. You drug me and at the same time you give me strength."
Love
"I am sure you would not understand if I told you my father is delightfully clear and selfish, tender and lying, formal and incurable. He exhausts all the loves given to him. If I did not leave his house at night to warm myself in Rango's burning hands I would die at my task, arid and barren, sapless, while my father monologues about his past, and I yawn yawn yawn..."
Family
"Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy."
Passion
"They had reached a perfect moment of human love. They had created a moment of perfect understanding and accord. This highest moment would now remain as point of comparison to torment them later on when all natural imperfections would disintegrate it."
Romance
"June, you have killed my sincerity too. I will never again know who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want. Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me. You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you. When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. You are the woman I want to be. I see in you that part of me which is you. I feel compassion for your childish pride, for your trembling unsureness, your dramatization of events, your enhancing of the loves given to you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madness."
Passion
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"My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me. 'Speak to me. Why do you never speak? Speak. 'What are you thinking of? What thinking? What? 'I never know what you are thinking. Think."
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Personal Development
"Seeing the faults of others is indeed an echo of our own fault, the biggest fault is our own fault. That is known as the mad ego."
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Personal Development
"Introspect! Is your life moving forward or just moving like a pendulum?"
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Personal Development
"Introspection does not need to be a still life. It can be an active alchemy."
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Personal Development
"Don't look for the devil outside, look inside and exorcise yourself."
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Personal Development
"If you feel that you are going without go within."
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Personal Development
"You can find the answers to the most complicated questions of life from your deepest self. Pay attention and listen. Your inner self has to say something to you. Listen to that eternal entity within, and you shall discover the way through which you'll reach your goal."
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Personal Development
"Who can claim to know you more than you know yourself? You have been with yourself all your life, after all."
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Personal Development
"Today we take for granted that we are we. Yet the doubt about ourselves still exists, or has even grown."
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Personal Development
"Seven times have I despised my soul: The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks."
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Personal Development
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