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%title Soul Music (2)
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%title Soul Music (11)
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%passage 1
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But this didn't feel like magic. It felt a lot older than that. It felt
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like music
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But this didn't feel like magic. It felt a lot older than that. It felt
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like music.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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%passage 2
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"Yes," said the skull. "Quit while you're a head, that's what I say."
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"Yes," said the skull. "Quit while you're a head, that's what I say."
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p.2 (Harper Torch edition)
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%passage 3
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But if it is true that the act of observing changes the thing which is
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observed,(1) it's even more true that it changes the observer.
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(1) Because of Quantum.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p.8
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%passage 4
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It is said that whomsoever the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad.
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In fact, whomsoever the gods wish to destroy, they first hand the
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equivalent of a stick with a fizzing fuse and Acme Dynamite Company
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written on the side. It's more interesting, and doesn't take so long.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# pp. 63-64
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%passage 5
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Then the skull said: "Kids today, eh?"
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"I blame education," said the raven.
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"A lot of knowledge is a dangerous thing," said the skull. "A lot more
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dangerous than just a little. I always used to say that, when I was
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alive."
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"When was that, exactly?"
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"Can't remember. I think I was pretty knowledgeable. Probably a teacher
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or philosopher, something of that kidney. And now I'm on a bench with a
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bird crapping on my head."
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"Very allegorical," said the raven.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 87 (Stabbing: "in the" both capitalized; "and" not so)
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%passage 6
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The Mended Drum had traditionally gone in for, well, traditional pub games,
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such as dominoes, darts, and Stabbing People In The Back and Taking All
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Their Money. The new owner had decided to go up-market. This was the
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only available direction.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# pp. 125-126 ("him"==Librarian;
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# Leonard of Quirm==Discworld analog of Leonardo da Vinci)
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%passage 7
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The Library didn't only contain magical books, the ones which are chained
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to their shelves and are very dangerous. It also contained perfectly
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ordinary books, printed on commonplace paper in mundane ink. It would be
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a mistake to think that they weren't also dangerous, just because reading
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them didn't make fireworks go off in the sky. Reading them sometimes did
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the more dangerous trick of making fireworks go off in the privacy of the
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reader's brain.
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For example, the big volume open in front of him contained some of the
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collected drawings of Leonard of Quirm, skilled artist and certified
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genious, with a mind that wandered so much it came back with souvenirs.
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Leonard's books were full of sketches--of kittens, of the way water flows,
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of the wives of influential Ankh-Morporkian merchants whose portraits had
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provided his means of making a living. But Leonard had been a genius and
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was deeply sensitive to the wonders of the world, so the margins were full
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of detailed doodles of whatever was on this mind at the moment--vast
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water-powered engines for bringing down city walls on the heads of the
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enemy, new types of siege guns for pumping flaming oil over the enemy,
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gunpowder rockets that showered the enemy with burning phosphorous, and
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other manufactures of the Age of Reason.
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And there had been something else. The Librarian had noticed it in
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passing once before, and had been slightly puzzled by it. It seemed out
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of place.(1)
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(1) And didn't appear to do anything to the enemy /at all/.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 152 (much of the story concerns "Music With Rocks In")
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%passage 8
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Some religions say that the universe was started with a word, a song,
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a dance, a piece of music. The Listening Monks of the Ramtops have
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trained their hearing until they can tell the value of a playing card by
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listening to it, and have made it their task to listen intently to the
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subtle sounds of the universe to piece together, from the fossile echoes,
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the very first noises.
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There was certainly, they say, a very strange noise at the beginning of
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everything.
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But the keenest ears (the ones who win most at poker), who listen to the
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frozen echoes in the ammonites and amber, swear they can detect some tiny
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sounds before that.
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It sounded, they say, like someone counting: One, Two, Three, Four.
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The very best one, who listened to basalt, said he thought he could make
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out, very faintly, some numbers that came even earlier.
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When they asked him what it was, he said: "It sounds like One, Two."
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# p. 227
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%passage 9
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The Death of Rats put his nose in his paws. It was a lot easier with
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rats.(1)
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(1) Rats had featured largely in the history of Ankh-Morpork. Shortly
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before the Patrician came to power there was a terrible plague of rats.
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The city council countered it by offering twenty pence for every rat
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tail. This did, for a week or two, reduce the number of rats--and then
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people were suddenly queueing up with tails, the city treasury was being
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drained, and no one seemed to be doing much work. And there /still/
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seemed to be a lot of rats around. Lord Vetenari had listened carefully
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while the problem was explained, and had solved the thing with one
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memorable phrase which said a lot about him, about the folly of bounty
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offers, and about the natural instinct of Ankh-Morporkians in any
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situtation involving money: "Tax the rat farms."
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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%e passage
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# pp. 313-314 (Drongo and Big Mad Adrian are students)
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%passage 10
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The Archchancellor polished this staff as he walked along. It was a
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particularly good one, six feet long and quite magical. Not that he used
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magic very much. In his experience, anything that couldn't be disposed of
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with a couple of whacks from six feet of oak was probably immune to magic
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as well.
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"Don't you think we should have brought the senior wizards, sir?" said
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Ponder, struggling to keep up.
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"I'm afraid that taking them along in their present state of mind would
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only make what happens"--Ridcully sought for a useful phrase, and settled
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for--"happen worse. I've insisted they stay in college."
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"How about Drongo and the others?" said Ponder hopefully.
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"Would they be any good in the event of a thaumaturgical dimension rip of
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enormous proportions?" said Ridcully. "I remember poor Mr. Hong. One
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minute he was dishing up an order of double cod and mushy peas, the
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next ..."
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"Kaboom?" said Ponder.
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"Kaboom?" said Ridcully, forcing his way up the crowded street. "Not
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that I heard tell. More like 'Aaaaerrrr-scream-gristle- gristle-gristle-
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crack' and a shower of fried food. Big Mad Adrian and his friends any
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good when the chips are down?"
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"Um. Probably not, Archchancellor."
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"Correct. People shout and run about. That never did any good. A pocket
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full of decent spells and a well-charged staff will get you out of trouble
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nine times out of ten."
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"Nine times out of ten?"
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"Correct."
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"How many times have you had to rely on them, sir?"
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"Well ... there was Mr. Hong ... that business with the thing in the
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Bursar's wardrobe ... that dragon, you remember ..." Ridcully's lips
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moved silently as he counted on his fingers. "Nine times, so far."
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"It worked every time, sir?"
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"Absolutely! So there's no need to worry. Gangway! Wizard comin'
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through."
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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# p. 339
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%passage 11
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The wizards went rigid as the howl rang through the building. It was
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slightly animal but also mineral, metallic, edged like a saw.
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Eventually the Lecturer in Recent Runes said, "Of course, just because
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we've heard a spine-chilling blood-curdling scream of the sort to make
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your very marrow freeze in your bones doesn't automatically mean there's
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anything wrong."
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The wizards looked out into the corridor.
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"It came from downstairs somewhere," said the Chair of Indefinite Studies,
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heading for the staircase.
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"So why are you going /upstairs/?"
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"Because I'm not daft!"
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"But it might be some terrible emanation!"
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"You don't say?" said the Chair, still accelerating.
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"All right, please yourself. That's the students floor up there."
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"Ah, Er--"
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The Chair came down slowly, occasionally glancing fearfully up the stairs.
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[Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett]
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@@ -1584,7 +1791,7 @@ If you take enough precautions, you never need to take precautions.
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# Used for interaction with Death.
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#
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%section Death
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%title Death Quotes (3)
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%title Death Quotes (4)
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%passage 1
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WHERE THE FIRST PRIMAL CELL WAS, THERE WAS I ALSO. WHERE MAN IS, THERE AM I. WHEN THE LAST LIFE CRAWLS UNDER FREEZING STARS, THERE WILL I BE.
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@@ -1595,5 +1802,9 @@ I AM DEATH, NOT TAXES. *I* TURN UP ONLY ONCE.
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%passage 3
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THINK OF IT MORE AS BEING ... DIMESIONALLY DISADVANTAGED.
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# Soul Music, p. 146 (Harper Torch edition; we omit "said Death," after comma)
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%passage 4
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I MAY HAVE ALLOWED MYSELF SOME FLICKER OF EMOTION IN THE RECENT PAST, BUT I CAN GIVE IT UP ANY TIME I LIKE.
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