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“You will feel waves of sadness and you will let them run through you because that is what they are: passing waves. You will smoke a cigarette before you back inside where it’s warm.”

“It is an art to make yourself so unlovable.”

“Beauty or meaning is not intrinsic to suffering.”

“Try not to think as you chain-smoke, pacing around on the phone, that you might look like a movie star.”

“Being alone, figuring out how to make the hours go, satiating your own wrestling human heart, means you never have to hide or be numb again.”

“When the boring has become thrilling, you know you have wandered far off the path.”

“When did I confuse hedonism with lousy old self-destruction?”

“Time is the only way to see the truth, to know if this is a way toward interesting stories or a way towards a ruined life.”

“At least I was quiet when I was doing my dying.”

“It’s supposed to be hard. That’s why it means something, and that’s why it never meant anything to you,”

“I was free. Anything and nothing could happen.”

“You walk down this path and people join you. Then they leave, and you’re alone again, and you keep replacing them.”

“Isn’t it a little sad we can’t do a little of everything there is to do?”