Perhaps that's what I feel, an outside and an inside and me in the middle, perhaps that's what I am, the thing that divides the world in two, on the one side the outside, on the other the inside, that can be as thin as foil, I'm neither one side nor the other, I'm in the middle, I'm the partition, I've two surfaces and no thickness, perhaps that's what I feel, myself vibrating, I'm the tympanum, on the one hand the mind, on the other the world, I don't belong to either.

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The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.

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Nothing is more real than nothing.

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All life long, the same questions, the same answers.

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If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.

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Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.

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Yes, I dont know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniable relief.

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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.

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I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.

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The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.

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