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I closed my eyes. “Are you okay?†“I’m tired. My knee is hurting again and I’m trying to teleport myself upstairs.†“Um, Kate, you can’t do that.†“I know. But I’m trying very hard. Let me know if I start fading?
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Maybe knowledge is as fundamental, or even more fundamental than [material] reality.
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By no means, I can't sing any rock and roll.
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If matters go badly now, they will not always be so.
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Words are tools of imagery in motion,
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For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote, forlorn.
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If the Beautiful One is not inside you, then what is that Light hidden under your cloak?
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As Believers, we shine brightest in a sad and dark world; like a diamond that illuminates best when placed on black velvet.
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I find it really hard to say anything coherent or interesting about the work I do.
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I want my tennis to speak for everything.
