His time, what a bankrupt idea, as if he's been given a box of time belonging to him alone, stuffed to the brim with hours and minutes that he can spend like money. Trouble is, the box has holes in it and the time is running out, no matter what he does with it.
Where God is, Man is not.
There are two moons, the one you can see and the one you can't.
Du musz dein Leben andern.
We understand more than we know.
I think, therefore.
To stay human is to break limitation.
Dream steals from its lair towards its prey.
He doesn't expect to hear anything, but expectation isn't the same as desire.
Unguent, unctuous, sumptuous, volptuous, salacious, lubricious, delicious, went the inside of Jimmy's head. He sank down into the words, into the feelings.
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