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1 " The sun in its slow descent filtered great cathedral-moats of gold through latticed boughs of pine and birch and maple. It was that time of day- or afternoon- when the forest's breath, sun-stunned, yearning for night, impalpably swoons to the slow pulsations of blood and time and silence. "
― Dalton Trumbo , Night of the Aurochs
2 " The child tortures the fly because he has the power to do so, and had not yet learned how mercifully to kill. "
3 " I jump to my feet in this dream within a dream. Although I am quite dry, I discover that the trees of the forest in which I have slept stand rooted in water. Beyond them, at the forest's edge, stretches a tarn. From the steely face of the tarn rises a mist, and there, where the mist swirls thickest, shimmering like a pale column risen from its depths, dripping tarn water and rotted rose petals, stands Gunther. "
4 " We stumble into our graves knowing so well how to have done better. "
5 " The worst criminals on earth are those who toy with love. "
6 " Death is sleep without knowledge of the pleasure of life. "
7 " I am trying to penetrate the mystery of why I am as I am- what I am- I have done everything well and right- and it can't be wrong because it was right. "
8 " How does a bird feel when it dies? A fish, a bug...the infinite worm? I think it weeps. "