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Ah, a blank, a definite blank, for an instant, not more than a second or two, I didn’t have a reportable thought or sense impression, my mind as they say went blank, I thought of nothing, I just ammed … So when a train of thought suddenly gives out collapses you just am, you go into a kind of standby mode ready for thought but not thinking (…) like the coffee machine humming to itself ready to make coffee but not making any …

Oh, what’s the point of pursuing this futile line of speculation when we all know (by “we” I mean my neurotic self and my more rational observing, recording self) we know, don’t we, that this is just a fantasy? (…)

…………………………………………………………………..David Lodge – Thinks

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Love … love is a verb;

love is a doing.

Word … fearless on my breath.

Gentle impulsion

shakes me,

makes me lighter,

fearless on my breath.

Teardrop on the fire,

fearless on my breath …

………………Massive Atack – Teardrop lyrics

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Beautiful sunrise in your eyes,

burning like a flame;

beautiful colors inside me,

calling out your name …

…………………………………………….Morandi – Colors lyrics

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dacã reuşeşti sã pãtrunzi la miezul lucrurilor, nu gãseşti decât tristeţe, numai tristeţe, mereu şi pretutindeni. Dar e o tristeţe frumoasã, argintie, ca faţa lui Christ; sentimentul cã accepţi tristeţea, convingerea cã trişezi dacã încerci sã pretinzi cã totul e vesel. Trişezi faţã de toţi cei care sunt trişti în acel moment, faţã de toţi cei de-a pururi trişti; faţã de o astfel de muzicã, faţã de un astfel de adevãr.

…………………………..John Fowles – Colectionarul

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