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these clothes you gave me don't fit right ~ the belt is loose and the noose too tight

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I am just one of the people who is sick of the social order, sick of the establishment, sick to my soul of it all. Nina Simone

I am just one of the people who is sick of the social order, sick of the establishment, sick to my soul of it all. 

Nina Simone
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I'm not telling you to make the world better... I'm just telling you to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to pass through it... To look at it. To try to get the picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To seize the moment. Joan Didion

I'm not telling you to make the world better... I'm just telling you to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to pass through it... To look at it. To try to get the picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To seize the moment.

Joan Didion
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No one can possibly know what is about to happen: it is happening, each time, for the first time, for the only time. James Baldwin

No one can possibly know what is about to happen: it is happening, each time, for the first time, for the only time.

James Baldwin
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Sooner or later, I hate to break it to you, you're gonna die, so how do you fill in the space between here and there? It's yours. Seize your space. Margaret Atwood

Sooner or later, I hate to break it to you, you're gonna die, so how do you fill in the space between here and there? It's yours. Seize your space.

Margaret Atwood
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We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away... When we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all. Joan Didion

We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away... When we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all.

Joan Didion
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Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack. Virginia Woolf's bedroom Monk's House

Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.

Virginia Woolf's bedroom Monk's House
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I’ve been absolutely terrified every moment of my life—and I’ve never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do. Georgia O'Keeffe

I’ve been absolutely terrified every moment of my life—and I’ve never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do.

Georgia O'Keeffe
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Books taught me that things that tormented me the most were the very things that connected me to everyone who is alive and who had ever been alive. James Baldwin

Books taught me that things that tormented me the most were the very things that connected me to everyone who is alive and who had ever been alive.

James Baldwin
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I want to talk to everybody as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night... Sylvia Plath

I want to talk to everybody as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night...

Sylvia Plath
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One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away. Simone de Beauvoir

One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away.

Simone de Beauvoir
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Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself. Virginia Woolf

Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.

Virginia Woolf
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I do not like the idea of happiness — it is too momentary — I would say that I was always busy and interested in something — interest has more meaning to me than the idea of happiness. Georgia O'Keeffe

I do not like the idea of happiness — it is too momentary — I would say that I was always busy and interested in something — interest has more meaning to me than the idea of happiness.

 Georgia O'Keeffe