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Do you remember how the sun came out on our last evening just as it has done today?

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And you have to take the crumbs.

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every prescription conveys a message of hopelessness and powerlessness.

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Like slices of cake, fourteen men sat shoulder to shoulder around the perimeter of the life-raft built for twelve.

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The baby crying sound is also well-known to psychic researchers.

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The law of synchronicity has created a fascinating statistical anomaly...

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Mr Batchel, Vicar of Stoneground.

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and just as the bus started my eye fell on the clock in the window there. I need not tell you what the time was.

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My experience on Everest proved instructive.

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Everyone is limited to his own small window onto the universe.

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But the skull spoke to her and urged her to calm herself and to continue

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Keep your wits about you and trust your sensations.

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The viol, the violet, and the vine.

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Still in the backrooms...

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Backrooms soundtrack.

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blue sky crumbling into mist.

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The only forbidden tree in the garden was the tree of science and intellect.

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vermeil rimm'd and white

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the black dog, and the pale dog leads me where i would go

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along sheer cliff -edge one-way roads.

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Jesus Lover One was waiting in front of the building with the white star painted on it.

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But for a long time, the Clapham Common bunker remained uncracked.

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adeptly setting up tripods in waves like a volley of rifle fire.

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The fifth megalith was blank.

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For the next fifteen minutes Mason drove in and out of the tree-lined avenues, peering over the hedges at the kitchen windows.

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of ancient seas and drowned strands.

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The room was absolutely silent, the most dreadful and silent place in all this world.

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‘Baumoff! For God’s sake stop it.

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Baumoff was producing an effect upon me that was almost hypnotic.

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there was a constant invisible swirl in the fast-deepening, extraordinary blue gloom.

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“‘My God!’ I heard Baumoff whispering in the half-darkness.

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A moment later they stood before the clock, looking up at it.

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the mirror of reason and the vibrating string of resonance.

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the exploding Jesus Movement

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New Thought brewed in the heartland.

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It was the perfect job car for where we were going.

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He who knew a single page of the book could charm the heaven, the earth, the great abyss, the mountains, and the seas.

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It is in the giving of oneself to the fire that ultimate transfiguration and renewal comes.

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and away from the scarlet geraniums.

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The sunlight made both of us blink.

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I stood up and looked out the cabin window to the south.

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Can someone die of laughter?

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Paracelsus enumerates six kinds of mummies.

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Stillness had come like a shock, and now that the shock was dying, only the white emptiness of silence remained.

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Into a wild and savage region, which is all of a dark-blue colour, like lapis lazuli

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