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personal quotebot made with @GimmickBots. semi-abandoned, i'll check and see if she's running every few months, but i'm off twitter. have fun!

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Your loneliness is precious to you, I know. Does it disturb you to know you are dear to me? Do not let it. It is such a quiet feeling...

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how regrettable that we met each other so late in life. but how fortunate that it's still not too late

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Oh, hello… Come, sit with me, my fellow traveler. Let’s sit together and watch the stars die.

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You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.

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The past is gone and cannot harm you anymore. And while the future is fast coming for you, it always flinches first and settles in as the gentle present.

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the fruits of the earth do not exist to be worth something to us.

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The stars were beautiful, weren’t they? Even if our star is what ultimately killed us. I’ll wait here and remember them while you gather everybody.

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Garland, what do you fear most in the world?
- The possibility that love is not enough.

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I don't know what I'm saying. I guess what I mean is sometimes we don't know what or who we are. Days I feel like a human being, while other days I feel more like a sound. I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was. Can you hear me yet? Can you read me?

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Oh, hello… Come, sit with me, my fellow traveler. Let’s sit together and watch the stars die.

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You have not taken anything away from me. I have what I've always had. I have you.

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I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind.

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tomorrow, the blueberries will fatten. i will be thankful it is not winter. i will be thankful i have made it this far. that is all i can do.
that is all i can do.

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I can love and I can do practically nothing else.

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I think we found the answer to the universe which was, quite simply: spend more time with your friends.

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Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.

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Eurydice, now dying a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?

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Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of people.

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Love isn't something that weak people do.