"once you figure it out, that it's all in your head, all the dreams, all the love, once you know everything is created in the huge, high voltage workshop of our minds, you're saved. You switch off the turbines, turn off the fantasy machine before it gets out of control. You can turn it on for a test run just to see what it'll do, the flush of new blood, the trembling, the hammering heart."
"in my unoffensive state of neutrality, she imprisoned me with her calm voice and watch tower eyes, and forced me to swallow all her bitter bile"
"In our heads ghosts lurk, so unobtrusive we forget they're there. We walk around, eat, all the while we're carrying them with us, weightless as angels, enveloped in the silent sheets of our nerve endings. Then a holy place looms up before us, a place of the accursed, a place that belongs to them but we've intruded, out of absentmindedness or stupidity, and suddenly rouse themselves and come tumbling from our heads, hitting the ground with a ferocious roar, the din of awakened ghosts"
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