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Brandon Alan
is on page 209 of 250
Surely that was the way to look at things - to eat them up with your eyes for what they were, then pass on, but never to chain them together in a silly pattern. The idea of a pattern was only satisfying if it was to be utterly unknowable and mysterious to human beings.
— Apr 08, 2019 12:12PM
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Brandon Alan
is on page 148 of 250
We were two caskets walking close together on the beach with all our secrets locked away and never to be mingled. The sides of the caskets could bump against each other, but that only made the division between the contents more sharp and striking.
— Apr 04, 2019 05:09PM
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Brandon Alan
is on page 141 of 250
I began to long, as I had before, for some special smell, some special music that would fill me, lift me up and carry me away, float me off the rocks of my body and sweep me into some wideness, some vast expanse of blue-grey nothingness.
— Apr 03, 2019 10:31PM
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Brandon Alan
is on page 139 of 250
"Be quiet, it is ordinary," I told myself; "you cannot appreciate the ordinary because you are not normal tonight; but one day you will want dullness and no help from the outside - for only in dullness can your heart and mind grow, and only when other people and events leave you alone will you be able to feel that there is anything inside you at all...
— Apr 03, 2019 10:25PM
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Brandon Alan
is on page 139 of 250
I had come with such pain and labour to a place where emptiness had arrived before me. I was too late, something black and hollow had overtaken me and wriggled through the door first.
— Apr 03, 2019 07:06PM
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Brandon Alan
is on page 70 of 250
The dragging rise and fall of his walk with its broken rhythm now reminded me of a dancing doll, and I wondered why awkwardness in movement always made me conscious of underlying grace.
— Apr 01, 2019 09:52AM
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Eamonn
is on page 60 of 229
Reviting, descriptive cuts to all who add coursenees to his misfortune. A sweet badass read so far.
— Mar 24, 2015 08:10AM
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S̶e̶a̶n̶
is on page 82 of 262
I admired every human being in the world who, on top of a million, million horrors, yet built a nest, a haven and calm place.
— Mar 02, 2015 11:15AM
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Mariel
is on page 101 of 229
For a moment my whole body was concentrated on the flower; its perfection and pungent colour, and the wonder of its paper-smooth flesh- the face it had on it, somehow all innocence and guile together. I was in the state to make it human: that vibrating scarlet ball set me thinking of everything beautiful away from the ward.
— Dec 11, 2013 07:49AM
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