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Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter - all are stories. But which is the true story? That I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a cupboard, waiting for someone to wear them. Thus waiting, thus speculating, making this note and then another, I do not cling to life. I shall be brushed like a bee from a sunflower.
— 8 hours, 38 min ago
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I am merely "Neville" to you, who see the narrow limits of my life and the line it cannot pass. But to myself I am immeasurable ... Beneath my eyes opens - a book; I see to the bottom; the heart - I see to the depths.
— 9 hours, 31 min ago
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The truth is that I am not one of those who find their satisfaction in one person, or in infinity. The private room bores me, also the sky. My being only glitters when all its facets are exposed to many people. Let them fail and I am full of holes, dwindling like burnt paper.
— Apr 02, 2026 08:45PM
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'Had I been born,' said Bernard, 'not knowing that one word follows another I might have been, who knows, perhaps anything...'
— Mar 19, 2026 12:51PM
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I am Bernard; I am Byron; I am this, that, and the other... I am more selves than Neville thinks. We are not simple as our friends would have us to meet their needs. Yet love is simple.
— Mar 18, 2026 04:07PM
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Both despise me for copying what they do; but Susan sometimes teaches me, for instance, how to tie a bow, while Jinny has her own knowledge but keeps it to herself. They have friends to sit by. They have things to say privately in corners. But I attach myself only to names and faces; and hoard them like amulets against disaster.
— Mar 17, 2026 11:27PM
