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What Does It Mean To Regret When You Have No Choice? It's What You Can Bear. And There It Is... It Was Death. I Chose Life.

There Is A Beauty In The World, Though It's Harsher Than We Expect It To Be.

The Lives Great Artists Live And The Books They Write Are Two Very Different Things.

I Feel Like There's Something Terrible And Wonderful And Amazing That's Just Beyond My Grasp. I Have Dreams About It. I Do Dream, By The Way. It Hovers Over Me At Odd Moments. And Then It's Gone. I Feel Like I'm Always On The Brink Of Something That Never Arrives. I Want To Either Have It Or Be Free Of It.

I Just Don't Feel Much Interested In The Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous.