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her heart is full and hollow like a cactus tree
12 October 1991
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But a man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated

A man is never lost at sea...

He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them.

To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.