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Garima
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Sudden deaths destroy. I mean, the life of the men and women who remain behind. Sudden death is like a huge pin that impales what’s most precious in us, and that’s not the heart. When death, a sudden one, looms, in one fell swoop it lacerates everything you have of skin, of pitiful skin, to protect you against time and the wicked eyes of fate that want only to swallow you up in one gulp.
— Jan 26, 2014 11:28AM
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Garima
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You see, I need books in order to come and go in the complex beauty of the world.
— Jan 28, 2014 12:14AM
Garima
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All around me, everyone is talking about their world view. Giving one’s opinion is a widespread activity that reinforces the idea that life is a big show where good and evil meet while pretending not to recognize each other.
— Jan 23, 2014 01:55AM
Garima
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I often detour through childhood as though dawdling there makes the grass greener. I invent crises. It’s as if I were trying to thread literature through the eye of a needle and, once I’ve succeeded, I really believe reality has gone through it. This irritates me and excites me too.
— Jan 22, 2014 03:56AM
Garima
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No sorrow’s ever a waste. On the contrary, it’s intensely alive, nourished by ever greater disasters, deliberately fostered, it would appear, to create new industrial waste sites where one and all can dump their grief. Sorrow is constant. Everything around it disappears.
— Jan 19, 2014 04:55AM
