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It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes."
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Memories are hunting horns whose sound dies on the wind.
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"The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection."
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"To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality."
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"Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman."
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