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12.08.2006
"The frailty of everything revealed at last."
~Cormac McCarthy
12.04.2006
"I rose this morning, and I didn't know right from wrong."
~ Garfield Akers
11.18.2006
"He hoped obscurely that she could save him, but he did not even know from what."
~William Gay
9.14.2006
"It was quiet save for the sounds made by cicadas hidden in the trees."
~Alain de Botton
9.08.2006
"Normally sleep could be relied upon to dispel the terrors of the day."
~Joseph Roth
9.01.2006
"In the end the only thing that never changed, never became deformed, were animals."
~Michael Ondaatje
8.29.2006
"...we endured the wreath on the door..."
~William Maxwell
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