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Charles Bukowski

it’s moments likethis – you can feel ithappening – that you growtransformedpartly into somethingelse strange andunimaginable—so when death comesit can only takepart ofyou — Charles Bukowski, from “8 Count Concerto,” What Matters Most Is How Well You Walk Through The Fire. (Ecco; 1 edition June 1, 2002)

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Henry Miller

‘Yes, Anais, I was thinking how I could betray you, but I can’t. I want you. I want to undress you, vulgarize you a bit—ah, I don’t know what I am saying. I am a little drunk because you are not here. I would like to clap my hands and, voila—Anais! I want to own… Continue reading Henry Miller

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Mary Karr

There’s a space at the bottom of an exhale, a little hitch between taking in and letting out that’s a perfect zero you can go into. There’s a rest point between the heart muscle’s close and open – an instant of keenest living when you’re momentarily dead. You can rest there. – Mary Karr, Lit:… Continue reading Mary Karr

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Rainer Maria Rilke

Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. ― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke, 1910-1926. (W. W. Norton & Company February 17, 1969)

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