I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.
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and our few good times will be rare because we have the critical sense

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We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.

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I heard an airplane passing overhead. I wished I was on it.

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Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?

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People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.

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I wish to weep

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The Laughing Heart

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Style is the answer to everything.

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It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.

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Life's as kind as you let it be.

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Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately ... good looking stuff; you're doing all right."

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sometimes all we need to be able to continue alone

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when you're young

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darkness falls upon Humanity

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