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I'm a fart in a gale of wind, a humble violet under a cow pat.

Djuna Barnes

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Djuna Barnes
Age: 90 †
Born: 1892
Born: June 12
Died: 1982
Died: June 18
Journalist
Novelist
Playwright
Poet
Writer
Cornwall on Hudson
New York
Lydia Steptoe
Cows
Humble
Wind
Gale
Fart
Violet

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Una's face was an unbroken block of calculation, saving where, upon her upper lip, a little down of hair fluttered. Yet it gave one an uncanny feeling. It made one think of a tassel on a hammer.
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Certainty always produces questions, uncertainty statements. It is a balancing law of nature.
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I have been loved,' she said, 'by something strange, and it has forgotten me.
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One must not look inward too much, while the inside is yet tender. I do not wish to frighten myself until I can stand it.
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Suffering for love is how I have learned practically everything I know, love of grandmother up and on.
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New York rose out of the water like a great wave that found it impossible to return again and so remained there in horror, peering out of the million windows man had caged it with.
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We are adhering to life now with our last muscle - the heart.
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I talk too much because I have been made so miserable by what you are keeping hushed.
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No man needs curing of his individual sickness his universal malady is what he should look to.
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Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.
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Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them.
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If Helen of Troy could have been seen eating peppermints out of a paper bag, it is highly probable that her admirers would have been an entirely different class.It is the thing you are found doing while the horde looks on that you shall be loved for - or ignored.
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We are but skin about a wind, with muscles clenched against mortality.
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