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Some People

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some people never go crazy.me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind the couchfor 3 or 4 days.they’ll find me there.it’s Cherub, they’ll say, andthey pour wine down my throatrub my chestsprinkle…

Let It Enfold You

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Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated. I had bad blood, a twisted mind, a precarious…

Are You Drinking?

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washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook  out again  I write from the bed  as I did last  year.  will see the doctor,  Monday.  “yes, doctor, weak legs, vertigo, head-  aches and my back   hurts.”  “are you drinking?” he…

Melancholia

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the history of melancholiaincludes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheetswhile staring at blue wallsand nothing. I have gotten so used to melancholiathat I greet it like an…

Be Kind

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we are always askedto understand the other person’sviewpointno matter howout-datedfoolish orobnoxious.one is askedto viewtheir total errortheir life-wastewithkindliness,especially if they areaged.but age is the total ofour doing.they have agedbadlybecause they havelivedout…

Roll the Dice

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if you’re going to try, go all theway.otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all theway. this could mean losing girlfriends,wives, relatives, jobs andmaybe your mind. go…

oh yes

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there are worse things thanbeing alonebut it often takes decadesto realize thisand most oftenwhen you doit’s too lateand there’s nothing worsethantoo late.

style

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style is the answer to everything —a fresh way to approach a dull or adangerous thing.to do a dull thing with styleis preferable to doing a dangerous thingwithout it. Joan…

Dostoevsky

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against the wall, the firing squad ready.then he got a reprieve.suppose they had shot Dostoevsky?before he wrote all that?I suppose it wouldn’t havematterednot directly.there are billions of people who havenever…

Bluebird

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there’s a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I’m too tough for him,I say, stay in there, I’m not goingto let anybody seeyou.there’s a bluebird in my heart…