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Oh I know we’re not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don’t care that we don’t.
– Dylan Thomas, November or December 1936
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I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody tell you different.
– Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country (via liquidnight)Source: liquidnight
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Stare. It’s the way to educate your eyes. Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.
– Walker Evans (via lookingintotheabyss)(via thoughts-like-blades)
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As if the blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.
– Albert Camus, The Stranger (via liquidnight)(via mudwerks)
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As a child I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do not want to know.
– Carl Gustav Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections (via liquidnight)(via mudwerks)
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