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Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden only a few miles away when his friend, riding hard, caught up with him, saying ‘You gave me the wrong key!
Anaïs Nin

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Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden only a few miles away when his friend, riding hard, caught up with him, saying ‘You gave me the wrong key!

Anaïs Nin

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A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.
Dorothy Parker

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A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.

Dorothy Parker

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I was in the situation of someone who has assumed, all his life, that madness was on eway, and suddenly in its grip, discovers that it is not only different from the way he’d imagined but that the person suffering from it is someone else, and that this someone else is not interested in finding out what madness is like: he is simply immersed in it, or it has descended on him, and that’s that.
Felisberto Hernández

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I was in the situation of someone who has assumed, all his life, that madness was on eway, and suddenly in its grip, discovers that it is not only different from the way he’d imagined but that the person suffering from it is someone else, and that this someone else is not interested in finding out what madness is like: he is simply immersed in it, or it has descended on him, and that’s that.

Felisberto Hernández

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For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God.
Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

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For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God.

Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

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let it go — thesmashed word brokenopen vow orthe oath cracked lengthwise — let it go itwas sworn togolet them go — thetruthful liars andthe false fair friendsand the boths andneithers — you must let them go theywere bornto golet all go — thebig small middlingtall bigger reallythe biggest and allthings — let all godearso comes love
E.E. Cummings

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let it go — the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise — let it go it
was sworn to
go

let them go — the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers — you must let them go they
were born
to go
let all go — the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things — let all go
dear
so comes love

E.E. Cummings

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If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDEDFOR THE EXISTENCE OF GODWAS MUSIC
Kurt Vonnegut

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If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:
THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC

Kurt Vonnegut

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If music be the food of love, play on….
Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

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If music be the food of love, play on….

Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

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