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I realize I'm just a silly stranger goofing with other strangers for no reason far away from anything that ever mattered to me what that was--Always an ephemeral "visitor" to the Coast nevery really involved with anyone's lives there because I'm always ready to fly back across the country but not to any life of my own on the other end either, just a traveling stranger like Old Bull Balloon... (p. 178)
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A man cannot impart the true feeling of things to others unless he himself has experienced what he is trying to tell of.
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Buds in the snow—the deadly fightbetween two birds
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He lived with his mother, father and sister; had a room of his own, with the fourth-floor windows staring on seas of rooftops and the glitter of winter nights when home lights brownly wave beneath the heater whiter blaze of stars--those stars that in the North, in the clear nights, all hang frozen tears by the billions, with January Milky Ways like silver taffy, veils of frost in the stillness, huge blinked, throbbing to the slow beat of time and universal blood.
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I clearly saw the skeleton underneathall this show of personalitywhat is left of a manand all his pride but bones?
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The innumerable worlds in the Milky Way, words.
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I fear mostly my inability to capture all the things that come, I fear their mysterious source, I fear their fate, I fear me, in short. This is true…it’s like finding a river of gold when you haven’t even got a cup to save a cupful…you’ve but a thimble, and that thimble is your pathetic brain and labour and humanness.
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There is a kind of dreary monotony about there characters, an American sameness about them that never varies and is always dull.
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At night I closed my eyes and saw my bones threading the mud of my grave.
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