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"No, I don't believe in anything. If I believed in man, I'd believe in God, and I'd believe in the devil, too."
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"You drink the red juice and, lo and behold, your soul grows big, too big for the old carcass, it challenges God to a fight. Now tell me, boss, how does it happen?"
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"It's a mystery! Women have a wound which never heals. Every wound heals but that one—don't you take any notice of your books—that one never heals.
What, just because a woman's eighty? The wound's still open."
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What, just because a woman's eighty? The wound's still open."
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"At such times all the doors of a woman's being are opened. The sentinels relax and a kind word is as powerful as gold or love."
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"Two equally steep and bold paths may lead to the same peak. To act as if death did not exist, or to act thinking every minute of death, is perhaps the same thing."
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"Then my heart began to swell. Obscure, pleading and imperious voices rose within me. I knew who was calling to me. Whenever I was alone for a moment, this being cried out, in an anguish of horrible presentiments, transports and mad fears—waiting to be
delivered by me.
I hurriedly opened Dante, my travelling companion, in order not to hear and to exorcise the fearful demon."
— 14 hours, 13 min ago
delivered by me.
I hurriedly opened Dante, my travelling companion, in order not to hear and to exorcise the fearful demon."
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"...this world is a mystery and man is just a great brute.
A great brute and a god."
— Jan 12, 2026 01:35PM
A great brute and a god."
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"My eyes followed the smoke which curled and uncurled in the dappled light. And my mind mingled with the smoke and slowly vanished in blue wreaths. After a long interval, without having any recourse to logic, I could see with utter certainty the origin, the growth and the disappearance of the world. It was as if I had once more plunged into Buddha, but this time without the delusive words and insolent acrobatic tricks of the mind. This smoke is the essence of his teaching, these vanishing spirals are life coming impatiently to a happy end in blue nirvana...."
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