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By the power of the word
I regain my life
I was born to know you
And to name you

Liberté, Paul Eluard

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Vladimir Nabokov, Invitation to a Beheading

Vladimir Nabokov, Invitation to a Beheading

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If you can’t go home, there is nowhere to go, and nowhere is the biggest place in the world—indeed, nowhere is the world.

Aleksandar Hemon, The Lazarus Project

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Arabeske und Blumenstück op. 18- Schumann. Performed by Yves Nat

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Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

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‘I ate civilization. It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then,’ he added in a lower tone, ‘I ate my own wickedness.’

Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

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