At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night.

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The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.

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Almost nobody dances sober, unless they happen to be insane.

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To be bitter is to attribute intent and personality to the formless, infinite, unchanging and unchangeable void. We drift on a chartless, resistless sea. Let us sing when we can, and forget the rest..

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I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.

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It is good to be a cynic — it is better to be a contented cat — and it is best not to exist at all.

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That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.

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I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.

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From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent.

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Never Explain Anything

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