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Less Than Zero

And later when we got into the car, he took a turn down a street that I was pretty sure as a dead end. “Where are we going?” I asked. “I don’t know” he said “just driving”.  “But this road … Continue reading

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Down the Rabbit Hole

She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself “Which way? Which way?”, holding her hand on the top of her head to feel which way it was growing; and she was quite surprised to find that she remained … Continue reading

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A.A. Milne – Winnie the Pooh

“Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?’ ‘Supposing it didn’t,’ said Pooh after careful thought. Piglet was comforted by this.”

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A Fear Of Time Running Out

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Horribly Limited

I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I … Continue reading

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Through the Looking Glass

`I can’t believe that!’ said Alice. `Can’t you?’ the Queen said in a pitying tone. `Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.’ Alice laughed. `There’s not use trying,’ she said: `one can’t believe impossible things.’ `I daresay … Continue reading

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“Come to the edge.”

“Come to the edge,” he said. They said, “We are afraid.” “Come to the edge,” he said. They came. He pushed them… And they flew. –Guillaume Apollinaire

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Kafka – Die Verwandlung

“Und ein Weilchen lang lag er ruhig mit schwachem Atem, als erwarte er vielleicht von der völligen Stille die Wiederkehr der wirklichen und selbstverständlichen Verhältnisse.”

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Robert Schneider – Schlafes Bruder

Das ist die Geschichte des Musikers Johannes Elias Alder, der zweiundzwanzigjährig sein Leben zu Tode brachte, nachdem er beschlossen hatte, nicht mehr zu schlafen. Denn er war in unsägliche und darum unglückliche Liebe zu seiner Cousine Elsbeth entbrannt und seit … Continue reading

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The Eloquence In The Screaming

still I know no thing all I retain all I articulate is the screaming the frantic wrenching screaming from the faces from the throats from the days from the pain from the love; but within the catheter borders of the … Continue reading

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Alice im Wunderland – Die Moral

“Und die Moral davon ist: Sei das, was du zu sein scheinst. Oder einfacher ausgedrückt: Gib dir niemals den Anschein, anders zu sein, als du für die anderen zu sein scheinst, damit das, was du bist oder dem Anschein nach … Continue reading

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Emma Forrest – Skin (2)

Und weil mir nichts Besseres einfiel, um mir weh zu tun, stopfte ich Donuts in mich rein und litt Höllenqualen. Das macht Spaß! Das machte echt Spaß. Bis ich wieder zu mir kam und würgend auf dem Boden des Badezimmers … Continue reading

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