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I feel like I'm reading a Camus novel except it's almost 800 pages. Oh, god.

"Our minds are not the random innocent victims of breaking and entry by assailing demons in flight. Our minds are the wombs from which the demons seek the escape we disallow them."

"It felt like had the night before, like a crushing weight. So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid, and call it love."

"The bricks of language. A stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Words. Worlds. Magic. Life and immortality. Power."

"She screamed but no sound emerged. She strained into the vastness, pressing into a direction that felt like forward or even through, but without a face there was no forward, or backward, either. No up, no down. No past, no future. There was just this—this eternal sense of merging and dissolving into something unnameable that went on and on in all directions, forever."

"Am I shallow? she asks the mirror. Yes, I am shallow. The sun shines on the ripples where it's shallow. Deep is too dark."

"The insomnia distance of everything, a copy of a copy of a copy. You can't touch anything, and nothing can touch you." [2:04am]

"Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer. Maybe self-destruction is the answer."