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  4. I have to admit it humbly, I was always bursting with vanity. “I, I, I” is the refrain of my whole life, which could be heard in everything I said. Then came human beings; they wanted to cling, but there was nothing to cling to, and that was unfortunate—for them. As for me, I forgot. I never remembered anything but myself. I had always been aided by an extraordinary ability to forget. Fundamentally, nothing mattered. War, suicide, love, poverty got my attention, of course, when circumstances forced me, but a courteous, superficial attention. At times, I would pretend to get excited about some cause foreign to my daily life. But basically I didn’t really take part in it except, of course, when my freedom was thwarted. How can I express it? Everything slid off—yes, just rolled off me.

    — Albert Camus, The Fall (via youlooklikesomethingblooming)

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  8. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own souls.

    — Carl Jung (via thecalminside)

  9. I have done my best: that is about all the philosophy of living one needs.

    — Lin Yutang (via thecalminside)

  10. The mind acts like an enemy for those who do not control it.

    — Bhagavad Gita (via panatmansam)

  11. They would discuss the books they had read, or things that had come up in their daily lives. Then they would talk about the old days, when they were all still free and wild and spontaneous. Conversations like that would inevitably bring back memories of the time when Junpei had held Sayoko in his arms: the smooth touch of her lips, the smell of her tears, the softness of her breasts against him, the transparent early autumn sunlight streaming onto the tatami floor of his apartment - these were never far from his thoughts.

    — Haruki Murakami, Honey Pie (from After the Quake)

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  14. Look at the rain long enough, with no thoughts in your head, and you gradually feel your body falling loose, shaking free of the world of reality. Rain has the power to hypnotize.

    — Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via skeletales)

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