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Whenever you look at a piece of work and you think the fellow was crazy, then you want to pay some attention to that. One of you is likely to be, and you had better find out which one it is. It makes an awful lot of difference.
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My children are living, thinking human beings. It isn't in my power to regret them, for they belong to themselves.
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Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green.
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Suddenly it was fall, the season of death, the anniversary of things-going-to-hell.
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He that repents is angry with himself; I need not be angry with him.
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Music is therapy. Music moves people. It connects people in ways that no other medium can. It pulls heart strings. It acts as medicine.
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All the women in the world want a phony rock star who plays guitar.
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I don't believe in one ideal beauty.
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Up here (on the North Shore of Minnesota) on the land we have two communication portals, and a Lemurian portal straight out from the house, and then a big stargate has just recently opened up in our meadow.
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Who bathes in worldly joys, swims in a world of fears.
