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And I know I said earlier that he was perfect but he wasn’t perfect, far from it; he could be silly and vain and remote

They too, knew this beautiful and harrowing landscape; they’d had the same experience of looking up from their books

So therefore I dedicate myself to myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my suffrances, my loneliness, my

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And like the moon we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.

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