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Ask being! And in its stillness as in the beginning of the word, god responds.

Heidegger

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This dying and bearing language, which is obstacle and vehicle at the same time.

W.S. Graham

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The duty of literature is to fight fiction. It’s to find a way into the world as it is.

Knausgaard

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There was a spectator in me who, even while I squirmed and obeyed, remained observant, note taking for some future revision.

Woolf

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The contradictions the mind comes up against — these are the only realities: they are the criterion of the real.

Weil

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Keeping a wound open can also be very beneficial: a healthy and open wound; sometimes it is worst when it skins over.

Kierkegaard

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If there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.

Kierkegaard

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I began to write this diary for the simple reason of saving myself, in fear of degradation and an ultimate indundation by the waves of a trivial life, which are already up to my neck.

Gombrovicz

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The only essential thing for life is forgoing smugness, moving into the house instead of admiring it and hanging garlands around it.

Kafka

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