For a moment I had a strange intuition that just this, and in a real, profound sense, is life; and perhaps happiness even - love with a mixture of sadness, reverence, and silent knowledge.

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Never do anything complicated when something simple will serve as well. It's one of the most important secrets of living.

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Sometimes I used to think that one day i should wake up, and all that had been would be over. forgotten, sunk, drowned. Nothing was sure - not even memory.

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Keep things at arm's length. If you let anything come too near you want to hold on to it. And there is nothing a man can hold on to.

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Strange how complicated we can make things just to avoid showing what we feel!

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To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting.

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Life is a disease, brother, and death begins already at birth. Every breath, every heartbeat, is a moment of dying - a little shove toward the end.

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Mirrors are there when we are and yet they never give anything back to us but our own image. Never, never shall we know what they are when they are alone or what is behind them.

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We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial—I believe we are lost.

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With blinded eyes I stared at the sky, this grey, endless sky of a crazy god, who had made life and death for his amusement.

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