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@affectingbot.bsky.social
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a self-indulgent bot for various quotes i find emotionally affecting (aka Things Rob @plounce.bsky.social Likes). this is inherently embarrassing be nice. sources doc: https://tinyurl.com/bdh9ab74 (replies are currently off!)
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I could listen to all my friends and go out again, and pretend it's enough. Or I could make a career of being blue, I could dress in black and read Camus, smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth, like I was seventeen – that would be a scream. But I don't want to get over you.
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To the mistress of the labyrinth, honey –
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I got all dressed up in dreams, and I waited by the door. But you never even called to tell me you don't love me anymore.
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You don’t actually think you’re the good guys, do you? Look at yourselves. A vapid bomb for hire. A narcissistic natural disaster. An actual werewolf. And you… it would only take a mirror to show you that you’ll never be one of the good guys.
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I am meant to be expendable. I was never supposed to be someone you couldn’t bear to lose.
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What manner of creature–?!
She’s Phoenix! Not too shabby, Red!
I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, but… haven’t you a prince among you? I’m supposed to be rescued by a prince.
Can’t always get what you want.
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Do you want to tell me what’s going on?
Nothing. Swear.

It’s not my place.
You’re my best friend in life, so let’s say for a second that it is.
I just – I want this to be right. For you and my brother.
And you don’t think it is?
I think – Please don’t make me say this.
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How bad are you feeling?
I am in something close to agony but we can talk about that later. Hurry now.
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Cry like Elizabeth Taylor out on the end of the quay… I fell in love with a sailor, a sailor in love with the sea.
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blindfolded and pelted from all sides with fire, Jell-O and the occasional live animal
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Folks who know me call me a drifter. They don’t know I’ve stopped my ramblin’. They don’t know that someday, somewhere, somebody’s gonna make me settle down.
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So I'll be the loser in this game. I'll be the bad guy in the play. I'll be the water main that's burst and flooding; you'll be by the window, only watching.
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You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand.
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There are people in this desert with many arms, all sharp. Like statues in the night, like a nightmare. The Saguaro. Elders of the Sonoran. Their arms reach for something only they can see.
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But in between their trials, literal and figurative, they seem to make each other happy.
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Your eyes are green, your hair is gold; your hair is black, your eyes are blue. I closed the ranks and I doubled back, but you know I hated to close the doggone door on you.
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The tales of several bright and brave young people who each meet an unfortunate end and several less-bright, less-young people, including myself, who unfortunately survive to recount the events.
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Jessica says that's the sanctity of ritual – a ceaselessness in how I look at every drop of rain before it touches ground, the way Jessica mouths my name in her sleep, eating each syllable like a minor god.
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You think that you deserve to be locked away in a small, dark room, and I know exactly whose fault that is.
As much as I appreciate your anger on my behalf, it has not escaped my attention that you, too, seem to think that you deserve to be locked away in a small, dark room.
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You are impossible!
I am entirely possible, old friend. That's rather the point, I think.
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the interplay between the grand manner and the artless-conversational
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My dear Doctor,
I often imagine what your first visit to Cardassia might be like. When first we met, I pictured us strolling through the capital, finding shade under the ancient trees. A pleasant fantasy, and one that sustained me considerably during the early years of my exile.
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Hal and Dave, that’s a good one. Maybe we should take a trip to Jupiter.