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I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.
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live
mortality
life
fountainhead
die
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Ayn Rand |
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I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.
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born
letter
mountain
empty
space
die
soul
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Jack Kerouac |
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I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us,as it should.
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love-story
die
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John Green |
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When I buy a new book, I always read the last page first, that way in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.
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humor
last-page
dark-side
first
finish
end
read
know
die
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Nora Ephron |
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when we were kids laying around the lawn on our bellies we often talked about how we'd like to die and we all agreed on the same thing; we'd all like to die fucking (although none of us had done any fucking) and now that we are hardly kids any longer we think more about how not to die and although we're ready most of us would prefer to do it alone under the sheets now that most of us have fucked our lives away.
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kids
sex
poem
poetry
death
life
love
bukowski
growing-up
die
nostalgia
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Charles Bukowski |
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Plants are more courageous than almost all human beings: an orange tree would rather die than produce lemons, whereas instead of dying the average person would rather be someone they are not.
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be-yourself
acting
adage
adages
aphorisms
audacity
axiom
axioms
balls
cojones
conforming
courageousness
dictum
dictums
fit-in
hardihood
heroism
herself
human-being
intrepidity
made-me-think
make-you-think
maxims
motivated
moxie
murder
murdered
oneself
persons
pluckiness
pretender
pretenders
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provoke-thought
quotation
spunk
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themselves
true-grit
daring
humour
bravery
courage
inspired
people
human
fear
quote
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humor
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fearful
actor
saying
lemons
conform
animal
pluck
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lemon
plants
nerve
boldness
motive
plant
words-to-live-by
killed
gnomes
nonconformity
orange
maxim
tree
brave
actors
façades
act
grit
epigram
epigrams
gnome
produce
deep
fitting-in
valour
proverbs
facade
aphorism
pretending
quotations
sayings
pretend
conformity
gallantry
peoples
guts
standing-out
trees
animals
satire
satirical
self
thought-provoking
person
himself
yourself
quotes
human-beings
thoughtful
insightful
proverb
humans
kill
fearlessness
dead
fruit
fruits
die
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Mokokoma Mokhonoana |
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We live and we die and anything else is just a delusion.
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live
die
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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When I took the pills, I wanted to kill someone I hated. I didn't know that other Veronikas existed inside me, Veronikas that I could love.
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existence
hate
love
menthal
pill
suicidal
other
decide
hospital
kill
die
insane
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Paulo Coelho |
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I was struck by an awful thought, the kind that cannot be taken back once it escapes into the open air of consciousness; it seemed to me that this was not a place you go to live. It was a place you go to die.
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live
escape
die
thought
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John Green |
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A lame creature, a cripple like myself, has no right to love. How should I, broken, shattered being that I am, be anything but a burden to you, when to myself I am an object of disgust, of loathing. A creature such as I, I know, has no right to love, and certainly no right to be loved. It is for such a creature to creep away into a corner and die and cease to make other people's lives a burden with her presence.
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love
cease
creature
creep
cripple
disgust
lame
loathing
shattered
hide
burden
right
die
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Stefan Zweig |
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William Shakespeare: You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
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shakespeare-in-love
fade
die
william-shakespeare
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Marc Norman |
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Perhaps you should speak more softly to me, then. Monsters are dangerous beasts, and just now kings seem to be dying like flies.
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death
flies
whisper
soft
kings
speak
dangerous
die
monsters
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George R.R. Martin |
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alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know
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freedom
joy
condemned
deserted
isolation
die
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Virginia Woolf |
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What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
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macabre
nature
melt
melting
poetic
wind
naked
sun
sunlight
die
dying
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Kahlil Gibran |
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Then the voice - which identified itself as the prince of this world, the only being who really knows what happens on Earth - began to show him the people around him on the beach. The wonderful father who was busy packing things up and helping his children put on some warm clothes and who would love to have an affair with his secretary, but was terrified on his wife's response. His wife who would like to work and have her independence, but who was terrified of her husband's response. The children who behave themselves because they were terrified of being punished. The girl who was reading a book all on her own beneath the sunshade, pretending she didn't care, but inside was terrified of spending the rest of her life alone. The boy running around with a tennis racuqet , terrified of having to live up to his parents' expectations. The waiter serving tropical drinks to the rich customers and terrified that he could be sacket at any moment. The young girl who wanted to be a dance, but who was studying law instead because she was terrified of what the neighbours might say. The old man who didn't smoke or drink and said he felt much better for it, when in truth it was the terror of death what whispered in his ears like the wind. The married couple who ran by, splashing through the surf, with a smile on their face but with a terror in their hearts telling them that they would soon be old, boring and useless. The man with the suntan who swept up in his launch in front of everybody and waved and smiled, but was terrified because he could lose all his money from one moment to the next. The hotel owner, watching the whole idyllic scene from his office, trying to keep everyone happy and cheerful, urging his accountants to ever greater vigilance, and terrified because he knew that however honest he was government officials would still find mistakes in his accounts if they wanted to. There was terror in each and every one of the people on that beautiful beach and on that breathtakingly beautiful evening. Terror of being alone, terror of the darkness filling their imaginations with devils, terror of doing anything not in the manuals of good behaviour, terror of God's punishing any mistake, terror of trying and failing, terror of succeeding and having to live with the envy of other people, terror of loving and being rejected, terror of asking for a rise in salary, of accepting an invitation, of going somewhere new, of not being able to speak a foreign language, of not making the right impression, of growing old, of dying, of being pointed out because of one's defects, of not being pointed out because of one's merits, of not being noticed either for one's defects of one's merits.
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defects
merits
terrify
terrified
die
terror
dying
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Paulo Coelho |
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Time makes everything mean and shabby and wrinkled. The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the beautiful things die young, but that they grow old and mean.
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tragedy
time
youth
beauty
death
shabby
wrinkled
grow
mean
old
young
die
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Raymond Chandler |
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Once you kill all of us, and you're alone, you'll die! The hate will die. That hate is what moves you, nothing else! That envy moves you. Nothing else! You'll die, inevitably. You're not immortal. You're not even alive, you're nothing but moving hate.
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hate
death
die
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Ray Bradbury |
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But I know Jesus arose. I feel his presence now, here, with me. I see the evidence of his Word everyday. From creation forth, the whole world is witness to God's plan revealed through his Son. From the beginning, he prepared us. In the passing of the seasons; in the way flowers spring forth, die, and drop seeds for life to begin again; in the sunset and sunrise. Jesus' sacrifice is reenacted every day of our lives if we but have the eyes to see.
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seasons
jesus
sacrifice
god
witness
sunset
evidence
flowers
die
eyes
sunrise
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Francine Rivers |
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"How many times do two people have to fuck before one of them deserves to die?" _Eric Packer"
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die
two-people
don-delillo
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Don DeLillo |
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I can't look people in the eye and tell them that they're going to die anymore.
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sympathy
empathy
morality
death
sadness
azrael
pale-horseman
scythe
grim-reaper
angel
eye
tell
look
dead
die
dying
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Rebecca McNutt |
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If you accept that you can die at any time - then you might not be as ambitious as you are
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life-and-living
die
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Mitch Albom |
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My parents had told me that I would not really die, not the real me: that nobody really died, when they died; that my kitten and the opal miner had just taken new bodies and would be back again, soon enough.
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reincarnation-quotes
reincarnation
die
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Neil Gaiman |
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He won't say no, but who cares if he does? Do it. Hell, guys go through this every time they make a move on a woman, and none of them has died yet. In many cases, that is, of course, unfortunate, but rejection is definitely not lethal. Go get him.
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death
rejection
dating
die
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Jennifer Crusie |
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But, as I say, I was too full of excitement and (a true saying, though those who have never known danger may doubt it) too desperate to die.
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die
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H.G. Wells |
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"I've got money!" Eve exclaimed in a frantic frenzy of hope, her eyes dancing wildly with the notion that there was some way out of this. "I mean, I don't know what use money is to the Grim Reaper, but I've got a ton of cash! It's in a hat box under my bed! I've got a bright red Lexus in the garage, I've got my engagement ring upstairs, it's real gold... there must be something we can trade off with..." "You can't bribe me away, I'm afraid," said Mr. Azrael. "Money means nothing where I come from."
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money
funny
death
bribe
frantic
garage
hat-box
lexus
under-the-bed
grim-reaper
engagement-ring
cash
weird
tragic
engagement
car
dead
die
sad
dying
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Vielleicht muss es im Leben eines Schriftstellers diesen Augenblick geben, in dem ein anderer Schriftsteller beschuldigt wird, seinen Beruf verfehlt zu haben.
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world
er
garp
sah
und
welt
wie
irving
john
die
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John Irving |
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"Geraldine keeps her eyes trained on him as she slowly reaches into her purse, wrapping her fingers around her gun. "...Callo, I'm so sorry that your life ended up this way," she sighs as she gets out of her side of the car, her feet burning from the cold as her high heels sink into the fallen snow. "Aren't you scared?" "I'm you, Geraldine... I fell into the same trap as you, anyway," Callo answers. His large eyes are shining with tears, but he doesn't seem afraid in the least. "...The dead don't feel anything, you know... not even guilt or regret. So, what is there to be afraid of?"
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depression
emotion
fear
death
friendship
apology
forlornness
usurer
high-heels
forlorn
purse
revolver
lonliness
friend
trap
gun
tears
regret
kill
depressed
dead
guilt
die
eyes
dying
mental-illness
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Life is not the end, and death is just the beginning...
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heaven
death
life
grim-reaper
dead
die
dying
hell
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Rebecca McNutt |
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The best to do with a death was to move on from it.
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death
best-idea
best-to-do
passed-on
leave-behind
died
move-on
passed
dead
die
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Larry McMurtry |
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"But if Frederica was aware of my sentiments, and begged Cousin Alverstoke to intervene--!" She shuddered, and clasped her hands tensely together. "You see, he could, Harry! He could arrange for Endymion to be sent abroad, for instance, and then I think I should die. Oh, my dear brother, there's no one to help us but you, and I count on your support!"
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romance
love
charis
endymion
die
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Georgette Heyer |
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"Mitch," he said, "the culture doesn't encourage you to think about such things until you're about to die. We're so wrapped up in egotistical things, career, family, having enough money, meeting the mortgage, getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks - we're involved in trillions of little acts just to keep going. So we don't get into the habit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying, Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something missing?"
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encourage
life
reflect
missing
think
ego
die
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Mitch Albom |