One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second.
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The only sin is the sin of being born
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No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.
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You're on Earth. There's no cure for that.
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Ah earth you old extinguisher.
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Incontinent the void. The zenith. Evening again. When not night it will be evening. Death again of deathless day. On one hand embers. On the other ash...
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How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life.
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Be again, be again. (Pause.) All that old misery. (Pause.) Once wasn't enough for you.
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I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up an...
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I shall soon be quite dead at last in spite of all.
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And on the threshold of being no more I succeed in being another.
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But it is only since I have ceased to live that I think of these things and the other things. It is in the tranquillity of decomposition that I rememb...
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For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might b...
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[I]f you set out to mention everything you would never be done, and that's what counts, to be done, to have done. Oh, I know, even when you mention on...
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There's my life, why not, it is one, if you like, if you must, I don't say no, this evening. There has to be one, it seems, once there is speech, no n...
