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the world of raging action and folly and also of great gentle sweetness seen through the keyhole of his eye
Jack Kerouac
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Fungi have as much right to life as I do. They know what they want, Bill. Damned if I do anymore.
Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions
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I will confess that I have no more sense of what goes on in the mind of mankind than I have for the mind of an ant. Come to think of it, this might be a good place to start.
Lewis Thomas, The Lives of a Cell, Notes of a Biology Watcher
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"I want to insist that our being alive is beautiful enough to be worthy of replication. And so what? So what if all I ever made of my life was more of it?"
Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
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"I guess what I mean is sometimes I don't know what or who we are. Days I feel like a human being, while other days I feel more like a sound. I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was. Can you hear me yet? Can you read me?"
Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
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"The attention was flattering. For the first five minutes. Now I know how poems feel."
Margaret Edson, Wit
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I credit God with the good sense to doubt me. What is mortality after all but divine doubt flashing over us?
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
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A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
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As in childhood we live sweeping close to the sky and now, what dawn is this.
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
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Things are so hard to figure when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.
Jack Kerouac, On The Road, The Original Scroll
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”Oh, well we could talk all night and have a good time and eat pizza and drink wine and by God we will when I get travelin money. Meanwhile, sweetie, be cool, be blessed, be relaxed, like roses in the rain here I see out my window right now.”
Jack Kerouac, in a letter to Carolyn Cassady, 1954
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It’s too long that I have been alone It’s too long that I’ve sat up in bed without anyone to touch on the knee, man or woman I don’t care what anymore, I want love I was born for I want you with me now
Allen Ginsberg, Message, 1958
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    “We shake hands,” she said. “We shake hands and part friends,” she said. “That’s what happens next.”
    “All right,” he said. “Remember me from time to time. Remember how much I loved you.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Long Walk to Forever
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If you go back through history, you’ll find that the people who have been the most eager to rule, to make laws, to enforce the laws and to tell everybody exactly how God Almighty wants things here on Earth - those people have forgiven themselves and their friends for anything and everything. But they have been absolutely disgusted and terrified by the natural sexuality of common men and women.
Kurt Vonnegut, Welcome to the Monkey House
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I just can’t help it, living the way I’ve lived all my life. The only experiences I’ve had have been in crazy dreams of movie stars. When I met someone nice in real life, I feel as though I were in some kind of big bottle, as though I couldn’t touch the person, no matter how hard I tried.
Kurt Vonnegut, Who Am I This Time?
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Tell me what it is to be the thing rooted in shadow. To be the thing not touched by light (no, that’s not it) - to not even need the light? I envy; I envy that.
Notes on the Below, Ada Limón
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Perhaps we are always hurtling our bodies towards the thing that will obliterate us, begging for love from the speeding passage of time, and so maybe, like the dog obedient at my heels, we can walk together peacefully, at least until the next truck comes.
The Leash, Ada Limón
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