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'—there are some persons of the hour who don’t possess profoundness. They might attract a lot of attention because they’re superficially active but their hearts are absolute voids—We aren’t going to swim with the tide. & so we keep straight faces—Gazing out the window, he saw the sky’s brilliant red over the hotel building: it was a day suffused w/ hope—A woman in blue flashed past—Everyone screamed & bedlam ensued—'
— Mar 08, 2026 01:15AM
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emily
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‘—he had—been reborn & had started over. There would still be a lot of time ahead. If he lived as if each day were a year, as she did, he would discover just how clear—how significant his life would be. She—so sublime she was qualified to commune with the gods—she could see things in paradise, but she still wasn’t satisfied. Her greatest joy was to continue remolding herself—structurally complex—eyes like—telescope.’
— Mar 08, 2026 12:40PM
emily
is on page 117 of 352
‘—early morning—suffused by fragrance & flower-like clouds—scent of grass flowing—faraway sky into the ancient three-mile-long street touched people’s hearts—intoxicated every—resident—breath of spring—faces were like peach blossoms—The sound of rapid knocking fell on each person’s heart—like Beethoven’s 5th—he finished crying, massaged his bloodshot eyes—In a hoarse voice he told the crowd how his opus was born.’
— Mar 05, 2026 01:39AM
emily
is on page 88 of 352
‘Whatever will be, will be. Anyhow, I want to experiment—see how high I can reach. Even if there’s nothing afterwards, I always have to experiment. This is predestined—If an outsider asked ordinary people on Five Spice Street for details about this story—they wouldn’t even acknowledge there was any story—They’re all too busy, too preoccupied. If an outsider persisted, they’d fly into a rage, deeply insulted.’
— Mar 02, 2026 01:56AM
emily
is on page 66 of 352
‘She wasn’t unaffected—she really liked him—frequently moved by a certain charm of his—but—in his presence she wasn’t sexually aroused. Nor could she fake it. That’s just the way it was. Too bad he was stubborn—old-fashioned—so her only option was to break off their friendship—But now he wanted ‘to live forever’ &—he ‘ate the raw flesh—birds & beasts’ & —He was living ‘very comfortably’ & planned ‘never to return.’
— Feb 28, 2026 04:39PM
emily
is on page 17 of 352
''Everyone says that eyes are windows to the soul—but no one thinks about this window. They forget this window—let it collect dust until it’s changed beyond recognition.' She blinked—raising—eyebrows for emphasis. Although she stressed this often—her colleague saw no proof of her supernatural ability—nor did anyone else—he doesn’t like to inquire into another person’s background & never asks about anyone’s business—'
— Feb 28, 2026 02:23AM
