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The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once |
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What you are going through today |
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We have hands; we can stand on them if we want to |
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For everything you have missed, you have gained something |
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Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful |
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Everything in the world is about sex except sex |
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Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain |
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I don’t know where I’m going from here |
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The truth is, we’re all some kind of haunted |
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Everything in the universe has a rhythm |
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I like weird people… The black sheep |
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Sometimes the dreams that come true |
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When a child is punished for their honesty, they begin to lie |
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Faces are the most interesting things we see |
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May you take time to celebrate the quiet miracles |
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Owning your story is the bravest thing you will ever do |
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Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life |
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I talk to God but the sky is empty |
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She was free in her wildness |
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer |
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Have you ever noticed how we often live on the surface |
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The best way to find out if you can trust somebody |
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Its doctrines carry with them the stamp of the times |
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It's what you choose to believe that makes you the person |
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You don’t need to have your name written in the text |
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I am not interested in anything that doesn’t have |
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I have a special skill of feeling too much |
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… it becomes clear that I am not one and simple |
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Beyond the beauty of the external forms |
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Know that you can start late |
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That’s why I’m talking to you |
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Something in me wants more. I can’t rest |
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Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you |
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Before you can live a part of you has to die |
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Some people survive and talk about it |
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The mind, once stretched by a new idea |
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I’m not interested in how people move |
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There are thoughts which are prayers |
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You don’t remember what happened |
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If you can’t beat fear, just do it scared |
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The soul is silent |
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A million years after the birth of our sun |
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She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them |
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If you can promise me anything |
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You know you can change the story |
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You carry the fragrance of everything |
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For your hair was full of roses |
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The earth is not just for the clever and the strong |
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If you try to change it, you will ruin it |
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She felt everything others felt |