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The chief enemy
of truth is the harmony
of the beautiful
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My mother sings like
an alarm clock . . . She’s the egg
of sterility
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I have removed all
traces of reality
from my diary
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If the Pope were a
Minotaur I would be a
monk-soldier of love
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There are only two
types of women: the mirror
and the photograph
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Everything is a
museum, and everything
is in the canon
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What is a cat? The
elimination of the
unnecessary
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Children are useless . . .
The problem is where to put
them when they grow up
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The truth is a lump
of sugar that dissolves in
the bath of old age
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When you’re willing to
die today you can put off
life till tomorrow
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The Book of Haiku Revelation 