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Gregisdead121
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"What do we call it when someone knows the worst
about us, the worst and most wounding, and does not come out with it but
on the contrary suppresses it and continues to smile on us and make little
jokes? We call it affection. Where else in the world, at this late stage, are
you going to find affection, you ugly old man? "
— 2 hours, 28 min ago
about us, the worst and most wounding, and does not come out with it but
on the contrary suppresses it and continues to smile on us and make little
jokes? We call it affection. Where else in the world, at this late stage, are
you going to find affection, you ugly old man? "
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Gregisdead121
is on page 163 of 265
'I learned a lesson from it: that love need not be
reciprocated as long as there is enough of it in the room. This girl had
enough love for two. You are the writer, the heart expert, but did you know
that? If you love deeply enough, it is not necessary to be loved back.’
— 3 hours, 46 min ago
reciprocated as long as there is enough of it in the room. This girl had
enough love for two. You are the writer, the heart expert, but did you know
that? If you love deeply enough, it is not necessary to be loved back.’
Gregisdead121
is on page 147 of 265
‘Everything in the world was, once upon a
time, new. Even I was new. The hour I was born I was the latest, newest
thing on the face of the earth. Then time got to work on me. As time will get
to work on you. Time will eat you up, Drago. One day you will be sitting in
your nice new house with your nice new wife, and your son will turn
around to the pair of you and say, Why are you so old-fashioned? .’
— Feb 19, 2026 08:10AM
time, new. Even I was new. The hour I was born I was the latest, newest
thing on the face of the earth. Then time got to work on me. As time will get
to work on you. Time will eat you up, Drago. One day you will be sitting in
your nice new house with your nice new wife, and your son will turn
around to the pair of you and say, Why are you so old-fashioned? .’
Gregisdead121
is on page 147 of 265
‘Everything in the world was, once upon a
time, new. Even I was new. The hour I was born I was the latest, newest
thing on the face of the earth. Then time got to work on me. As time will get
to work on you. Time will eat you up, Drago. One day you will be sitting in
your nice new house with your nice new wife, and your son will turn
around to the pair of you and say, Why are you so old-fashioned? .’
— Feb 19, 2026 08:09AM
time, new. Even I was new. The hour I was born I was the latest, newest
thing on the face of the earth. Then time got to work on me. As time will get
to work on you. Time will eat you up, Drago. One day you will be sitting in
your nice new house with your nice new wife, and your son will turn
around to the pair of you and say, Why are you so old-fashioned? .’
Gregisdead121
is on page 146 of 265
"I have been overtaken by time, by history. This flat, and
everything in it, has been overtaken. There is nothing strange in that – in
being overtaken by time. It will happen to you too, if you live long enough."
— Feb 19, 2026 08:06AM
everything in it, has been overtaken. There is nothing strange in that – in
being overtaken by time. It will happen to you too, if you live long enough."
Gregisdead121
is on page 144 of 265
"Truth is not spoken in anger. Truth is spoken, if
it ever comes to be spoken, in love. The gaze of love is not deluded. Love
sees what is best in the beloved, even when what is best in the beloved finds
it hard to emerge into the light. "
— Feb 18, 2026 02:29PM
it ever comes to be spoken, in love. The gaze of love is not deluded. Love
sees what is best in the beloved, even when what is best in the beloved finds
it hard to emerge into the light. "
Gregisdead121
is on page 132 of 265
"I can’t begin to tell you how tired I
am. And not with the kind of tiredness that can be fixed by a good night’s
sleep in a proper bed. The tiredness I refer to has become part of my being.
It is like a dye that has begun to seep into everything I do, everything I say.
I feel, to use Homer’s word, unstrung."
— Feb 18, 2026 02:28PM
am. And not with the kind of tiredness that can be fixed by a good night’s
sleep in a proper bed. The tiredness I refer to has become part of my being.
It is like a dye that has begun to seep into everything I do, everything I say.
I feel, to use Homer’s word, unstrung."
Gregisdead121
is on page 131 of 265
"We are who we are, Paul. This, for the time
being, is the life we are given to live, and we must live it. When I am with
you I am at home; when I am not with you I am homeless. That is how the
dice have fallen. Are you surprised to hear me say so? You should not be. "
— Feb 18, 2026 02:28PM
being, is the life we are given to live, and we must live it. When I am with
you I am at home; when I am not with you I am homeless. That is how the
dice have fallen. Are you surprised to hear me say so? You should not be. "
Gregisdead121
is on page 127 of 265
''We do not need love, old people like us. What we need is care: someone
to hold our hand now and then when we get trembly, to make a cup of tea
for us, help us down the stairs. Someone to close our eyes for us when the
time comes. Care is not love. Care is a service that any nurse worth her salt
can provide, as long as we don’t ask her for more.’'
— Feb 18, 2026 02:27PM
to hold our hand now and then when we get trembly, to make a cup of tea
for us, help us down the stairs. Someone to close our eyes for us when the
time comes. Care is not love. Care is a service that any nurse worth her salt
can provide, as long as we don’t ask her for more.’'
Gregisdead121
is on page 126 of 265
‘Of course you may love whom you choose. But maybe from now on
you should keep your love to yourself, as one keeps a head cold to oneself,
or an attack of herpes, out of consideration for one’s neighbours.
— Feb 18, 2026 02:26PM
you should keep your love to yourself, as one keeps a head cold to oneself,
or an attack of herpes, out of consideration for one’s neighbours.
Gregisdead121
is on page 105 of 265
"Whether he is wrong or right,whether what in the most hesitant of
spirits he calls the other side is truth or delusion,the first epithet that occurs
to him,typed out letter by letter behind his eyelids by the celestial
typewriter, is puny. If dying turns out to be nothing but a trick that might as
well be a trick with words, if death is a mere hiccup in time after which life
goes on as before,why all the fuss?"
— Feb 17, 2026 06:30PM
spirits he calls the other side is truth or delusion,the first epithet that occurs
to him,typed out letter by letter behind his eyelids by the celestial
typewriter, is puny. If dying turns out to be nothing but a trick that might as
well be a trick with words, if death is a mere hiccup in time after which life
goes on as before,why all the fuss?"

