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The important things happen by chance. Only the rest gets planned.
Then there’s the river. Wide as the future used to be.
I don’t worry about any of that.
But I very much doubt that that could be what you’re allergic to.
I base the observation purely on empirical evidence.
Isn’t it nice of you to say so?
It’s time I joined the modern world.
The etiquette in this place was so mysterious!
Leave the door open when you go, please.
She straightened up and listened.
But everything is ephemeral, he reminds himself.
I’m not sure I’m entirely convinced.
I think we should look on the bright side. Until we know for sure.
Dark in here too, wherever here is.
Don’t be worried if there’s some strange noises, it’s part of the play.
The palm trees are already on location, correct?
Normal life.
His spirits plunge, then soar, then plunge again.
Chants have been chanted, feet have been stomped.
Are you still all right with this?
The enchantments are real. Hold on to that.
We’ll talk about that later.
There are nods and murmurs.
He could scarcely believe his luck.
I think you’ll be pleased!
He didn’t see clearly where he was going, but he had to trust that he was going somewhere.
Don’t start anything you can’t finish.
I would like to live in the little cottage.
There’s a lot of air around here, if that’s what you want.
What are you all talking about?
Light. And passion. That is what we’re looking for.
It makes me want to do more adventurous things, like go downtown more often.
Why does everything feel off?
It was like tagging someone and then running away.
You must be patient with her and she will come back.
You’ve got to make an effort.
There didn’t seem much to be done. I just lit a cigarette and sat there.
I’m speaking of the past.
There must be something we can do.
I never expected anything like this!
The important thing was to have a plan.
Things were beginning to happen.
There was nothing left there now.
I am an axe. Hit things with me.
At this lofty altitude the wind is altogether more fierce.
But I do like the countryside. I like the space and the quiet.
Where do you think we are going?
This village isn’t right.
Sometimes, very rarely, good things come out of bad things.
After men crawled out of the sea they learned to worship the sun.
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