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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

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Here it is at last, the determining thing. Sore throat, sore back, sore mind. None of the influences you think of brought this on, no. Something closer to the kind of rest that brings more weariness when rest might be what you want but not what you need. There's a lot of that going around now and catching, want fulfilling need making need bigger.


Bathtub epiphany:

The how question: so many ways to deficit. The why question: I'm missing something is.




"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"

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