Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the whole book? I am throwing away the book. You cannot negotiate chapters, you cannot skip around. It was already the wrong book. You must throw away the whole book.
Strum the guitar! Strum the guitar! I am no longer one note. One note sounds fine I guess. Pick up the guitar and strum the guitar!
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You sent out beyond your recall, go the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror, Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand. Rilke
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