Quote #28

Will my number come up eventually? Like Love's some kind of lottery, where you scratch and see what's underneath. It's 'Sorry', just one cherry, or 'Play Again.' Get lucky.

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  1. Your eyes are poor. You're blind. You see, no beauty could have come from me. I'm a waste of breath, of space, of time.
  2. So I've been hanging out down by the train's depot. No, I don't ride. I just sit and watch the people there. And they remind me of wind up …
  3. He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper. I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover.
  4. Just then my knees give under me, my head feels weak and suddenly it's clear to see it's not them, but me, who's lost my self identity.
  5. There is no truth. There is only you and what you make the truth.
  6. As I hide behind these books I read, while scribbling my poetry, like art could save a wretch like me.
  7. If I sold my soul for a bag of gold to you, which one of us would be the foolish one?
  8. My head's a carousel of pictures and The spinning never stops.

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