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subota, 24.07.2010.

There are, for example, the Blue Mountains.

I don't like composers who think. It gets in the way of their plagiarism.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Life is consciousness.
You cannot run away from a weakness; you must sometimes fight it out or perish. And if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?
Let not thy will roar, when thy power can but whisper.
Nothing is particularly hard if you divide it into small jobs.
Never rely on the glory of the morning nor the smiles of your mother-in-law.

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