Where I Lived, and What I Lived For

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-- George Mackay Brown, Celia

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Though you failed at love and lost

And sorrow's turned your heart to frost

I will mend your heart again

Remember the feeling as a child

When you woke up and morning smiled

It's time it's time it's time you felt like that again

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I'm right behind you

Just so that you know

I promise not to shed a tear

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Everybody must get stoned

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A poem doesn't have to rhyme. It just has to remind you of things and wring them out of you.

-- Denis Johnson, Tree of Smoke

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Are you a trick of the memory

That the old gods are playing on me?

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Reading Cormac McCarthy is alternately feeling like you've seen through space and time to some holy truth and cracking up at shit like this

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We grow up, we count up our little choices, we learn how to move safely between who we think we are and what we think we want. But then the wind comes from the sea, and we are blown into the night, like little birds, like leaves.

-- Neal Ascherson, Death of the Fronsac

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I don't believe in anything except this one thing: where you are. Everybody has a place: that's all I believe in. Whether you call it home or not, whether it is where you end up or where you started or somewhere in between, everybody has a place. Like where an animal goes to hide, to sleep, to die.

-- James Robertson, News of the Dead

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Still a Christmas angel

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It’s about uncertainty, and the fact that there are no eternal givens in the world. Somehow, we have to make room for the things we don’t understand. We have to live with obscurity. I’m not talking about a passive, quietistic acceptance of things, but rather the realization that there are things we’re not going to know.

-- Paul Auster

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Too many steps to take

Too many spells to break

Too many nights awake

With no one else

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First, we take Manhattan

Then we take Berlin