June 2012
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I came into the world with a beautiful wound; that was all I was furnished with.
– A Country Doctor, Franz Kafka
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My heart was a hysterical, unreliable organ.
– Vladimir Nabokov
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People run from rain but sit in bathtubs full of water.
– Charles Bukowski
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Often she had seemed to herself to be moving among those vanished figures of old...
– Virginia Woolf, Night And Day
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I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I...
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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I remember my first birth in water. All round me a sulphurous transparency and...
– Anaïs Nin, House of Incest
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Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the empty...
– Haruki Murakami
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