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“I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self.”
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“... Suppose these hours are composed of ourselves,
So that they become an impalpable town, full of Impalpable bells, transparencies of sound.
Sounding in transparent dwellings of the self,
Impalpable habitations that seem to move
In the movement of the colors of the mind.
Confused illuminations and sonorities,
So much ourselves, we cannot tell apart
the idea and bearer - being of
the idea....”
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So that they become an impalpable town, full of Impalpable bells, transparencies of sound.
Sounding in transparent dwellings of the self,
Impalpable habitations that seem to move
In the movement of the colors of the mind.
Confused illuminations and sonorities,
So much ourselves, we cannot tell apart
the idea and bearer - being of
the idea....”
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“Our body is a machine for living. It is organized for that, it is its nature. Let life go on in it unhindered and let it defend itself.”
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“The will is infinite
and the execution confin'd,
the desire is boundless
and the act a slave
to limit.”
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and the execution confin'd,
the desire is boundless
and the act a slave
to limit.”
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“I tell myself: There is only one true thing in our world, to satisfy one's heart, to feel and go to the bottom of all one's feelings, to desire and go to the bottom of all one's desires. Finally to live one's life, one's sincere life outside of all lies and all conventions before sinking into unavoidable nothingness.”
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