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'Some men spend their whole lives running and then die having never moved an inch'.
Merely an existence of the T.V. screen, in a hotel room anywhere, I don't want it to attract my attention. I don't want to watch it. I just like the idea of it being there.
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
'Sometimes your father is just a guy who fucked your mother. He doesn't define who you are'.
'Everything's coming to the dogs'.
If Manchester goes, the whole world follows.
I told him to be quiet, rocking his warm body back and forth, back and forth under twilight branches.
'I very recently have come to discover I have an intense dislike for anybody that enjoys making anybody else do anything'.
The dust and the doubt.