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The witch turned as red as the Jap flag....
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It is panting; it is an odor with a face like the skin of a donkey. It laps my sores....
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I would sell my life to avoid the pain that begins in the crib...
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Poor thing. To die and never see Brooklyn.
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Max, surely you'll meet me at the Ritz at five. Hurry up somebody's dead we're still alive.
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They are as neat as a wallet, opening and closing on their coins,...
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We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: In Flanders fields.
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Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from falling hands we throw.
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below.
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I am the only actor. It is difficult for one woman to act out a whole play. The play is my life, my solo act.
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He wants to fly into the hand of Michelangelo and come out painted on a ceiling....
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Going down for the last time, the last breath lying, I grapple with eels like ropes—it's ether, it's queer...
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for it is dark, as dark as the leathery dead...
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For God was as large as a sunlamp and laughed his heat at us and therefore we did not cringe at the death hole.
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For she has outlived the dates in the back of Fords, she has outlived the penises of her teens to come here, to the married harbor.
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It is a dead heart. It is inside of me. It is a stranger yet once it was agreeable, opening and closing like a clam.
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I am out of practice at living. You are as brave as a motorcycle.
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He had kind eyes and hands and was a friend of sorrow. Thus they were married. After all he had compromised her.
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Kicking the heart with pain's big boots running up and down the intestines like a motorcycle racer.
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