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Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
James Joyce, Ulysses
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I step on a land mine every morning and spend the rest of the day picking up the pieces.
Ray Bradbury, “Learning is solitary pursuit for Bradbury" From the Spartanburg Herald-Journal, October 17, 1990
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What I saw wasn’t a ghost. It was simply—myself. I can never forget how terrified I was that night, and whenever I remember it, this thought always springs to mind: that the most frightening thing in the world is our own self. What do you think?
Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories
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No, no, I am but shadow of myself;
You are deceived, my substance is not here;
For what you see is but the smallest part
And least proportion of humanity
William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part 1 (via liquidnight)
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Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
James Joyce, Ulysses (via liquidnight)
I freely admit that I duct-tape repaired...
the frayed left pocket in these pants...the comfortable yet barely-acceptable-as-business-casual pants that I like to wear.
and it worked very well...I have lost nothing from that pocket.
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I don’t like work—no man does—but I like what is in the work—the chance to find yourself. Your own reality—for yourself, not for others—what no other man can ever know. They can only see the mere show, and never can tell what it really means.
Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness (via liquidnight)