Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.

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Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!

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Genius is finding the invisible link between things.

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Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.

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Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.

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I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

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We think not in words but in shadows of words.

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A certain man once lost a diamond cuff-link in the wide blue sea, and twenty years later, on the exact day, a Friday apparently, he was eating a large fish - but there was no diamond inside. That’s what I like about coincidence.

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I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.

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Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.

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