Night Shift
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Read between May 4 - May 22, 2024
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Compulsive diligence is almost enough. But not quite.
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The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn't real. I know that, and I also know that if I'm careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.
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The arts are obsessional, and obsession is dangerous. It's like a knife in the mind.
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It must be like the wedding guest that stoppeth one of three.
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I will not say we defiled the nineteen hundred years man has spent climbing upward from a hunkering and superstitious savage by actually running; but I would be a liar to say that we strolled.
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If a kid doesn't get over being afraid of the dark when he's little, he never gets over it.
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The dream was always cruelly slow. There was time to see and feel everything. And there was the added horror of reliving events that were moving toward a known conclusion, as helpless as a man strapped into a car going over a cliff.
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In the dream, the overpass loomed closer and closer, and you began to feel dread struggling in your throat like a big black bird.
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Quintessential King--the slow build of dread
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love is the most pernicious drug of all. Let the romantics debate its existence. Pragmatists accept it and use it.
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When a romantic tries to do a good thing and fails, they give him a medal. When a pragmatist succeeds, they wish him in hell.
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For some reason that question caused a trickle of fear and he stood up quickly, dusting his fingers.
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MAKE NO MUSIC EXCEPT WITH HUMAN TONGUE SAITH THE LORD GOD.
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Did he get inspired bg a coC or what?
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How could it go on? How unless the God in question approved?
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It was the end of the family, although that didn't seem so bad then.
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Spring is the only season when nostalgia never seems to turn bitter,
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Getting into the elevator he thinks that the word “doctor” becomes a synonym for “man” after a certain degree of proficiency in the trade has been reached, as if it was an expected, provisioned thing that doctors must be cruel and thus attain a special degree of humanity.
He goes home and waits for the phone to ring and wishes he had given her another kiss.