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"the tired sunsets and the tired people - it takes a lifetime to die and
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time
people
sunsets
lifetime
tired
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Charles Bukowski |
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I think, well, I've had a shit of a life, all things considered. It wasn't fair. Everyone I've ever loved is dead, and my leg hurts all the bloody time... But I think, any God that can do sunsets like that, a different one every night... 'Strewth, well, you've got to respect the old bastard, haven't you?
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religion
life
sunsets
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Neil Gaiman |
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And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.
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poetry
breezes
sunsets
dreaming
child
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Nicholas Sparks |
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The setting sun burned the sky pink and orange in the same bright hues as surfers' bathing suits. It was beautiful deception, Bosch thought, as he drove north on the Hollywood Freeway to home. Sunsets did that here. Made you forget it was the smog that made their colors so brilliant, that behind every pretty picture there could be an ugly story.
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smog
southern-california
make-believe
sunsets
los-angeles
deception
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Michael Connelly |
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"One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!" And a little later you added: "You know-- one loves the sunet, when one is so sad..." "Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunsets?" But the little prince made no reply."
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sunsets
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Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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Sixty three sunsets I saw revolve on that perpendicular hill - mad raging sunsets pouring in sea foams of cloud through unimaginable crags like the crags you grayly drew in pencil as a child, with every rose-tint of hope beyond, making you feel just like them, brilliant and bleak beyond words. -
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sunsets
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Jack Kerouac |