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Certainly, what’s certain is the certainty of uncertainty.

The night was filled with a happy sound of snoring and purring.

To say that cityscapes are cubist, that is, monochrome multi-perspective compositions on a flat surface, seems redundant.

Sometimes a grilled cheese sandwich is the Middle Way.

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His funeral instructions were simple: just think of the moments of happiness we shared. 

I fell asleep in a library and awoke on a ferry.

Pack only what is essential: a bridge, a river, a mountain.

The distance voices of children, the small flashing green light and the raindrops were exactly synchronized.

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What’s left to say except what’s left of the left left.

What exactly is your identity identical with?

The fire was confined to a small but important island.

Sometimes surfing the surface will suffice.

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Nothing ventured, nothing lost.

Being at home at a home away from home is being at home.

Some fires are so terrible all we can do is pray for rain.

In people, as in diamonds, the internal refection, refraction and dispersal of light increases with the number of facets.

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