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#1. I stood in my own field, wanting obligations to fall from me. This is one way of contemplating suicide, yet it's the exact opposite: what I wanted was to be alive, to escape all the damage, to shed it like snakeskin, to emerge pure and naked and laughing.

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#2. But in this life we take turns at being enchanting, then enchanted. First we play in the streets, unaware of the freedom burning in the sun on our hair and the cigarette in our mouth, unconscious of the daydreams we inspire. Then it's our time to sit at a window and watch, and we are moved.

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#3. He remembers noticing his dad's shadow was shorter than the others, and he had a visceral sense his father was weaker than the rest, and that he was more dangerous as a weak person with a lot of power than a powerful person with a lot of power.

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#4. The hollows around her eyes were darkly glamorous, her mouth sullen: she had the beauty of an insomniac.

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#5. She was handed more personality than other mortals, and chemically fertilized in a glasshouse - now her bionic strength allows her to teleport platters of watercress sandwiches from the kitchen to the library, where she's beating her friends at backgammon.

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#6. She didn't tell me how to live, and I didn't tell her how to die. We let sleeping dogs lie.

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#7. My heart perceived wildernesses of contradictions and impossible truths and mystical lies.

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#8. A returned love letter is written in the most violent language, by your own hand.

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#9. The stuff that changes your life is never very dramatic. You know? Not to other people.

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#10. In the 18th century, people began to adopt the radical new idea that love should be the most fundamental reason for marriage and that young people should be free to choose their marriage partners independently.

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#11. Taped to her wall, where someone else might hang a crucifix, is a page torn from Rolling Stone: Prince in a misty lavender paradise.

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#12. Progress can be unglamorous.

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#13. So much of life is about standing on the curb, wiling to see what rolls up.

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#14. But Elise eclipses the woman from Jamey's future, the lady in tennis whites flashing her diamond as she drinks orange juice fresh-squeezed by a maid. A woman Jamey never quite believed in anyway.

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#15. Fucking, drinking, smoking, loving, living, freebasing, spending, laughing, crying, working, falling apart, kissing, writing, blacking out.

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#16. I now doubted myself. Innocencce was finite and could not be regenerated. Like spinal fluid. I knew this because I had run out.

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#17. Isn't it crazy how anger sometimes feels like joy? Just a crash of blood through your heart.

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#18. Binkie, the one and only. He can hear her rings clacking on the plastic phone, and he chuckles, envisioning with amusement the bejeweled and suntanned manicured grip his grandmother thinks she has on his balls. And she does.

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#19. Outside my window, truckers trucked, hookers fucked, cops cruised, kids smoked, elders yelled, invalids slept, spouses fought, lovers kissed, while I watched a pussycat playing with stars in a black room.

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#20. She'd half loved men, and they'd half failed her.

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#21. It's amazing how a certain time in your life can seem to be a prelude, but when you look back, you realize it was a whole work, with a beginning, middle, and end.

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#22. It's like he never wanted anything, but only thought and fretted about what he should want, what other people wanted him to want.

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#23. I didn't know the exact trajectory of my breakdown, but I did know that I'd become weak, holding onto wildness, cherishing the idea of it the way you blow a dying fire.

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#24. But one day, the things that make you free start to keep you down.

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