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Gate Of Horn

"Stranger, dreams are very curious and unaccountable things, and they do not by any means invariably come true. There are two gates through which these unsubstantial fancies proceed; the one is of horn, and the other ivory. Those that come through the gate of ivory are fatuous, but those from the gate of horn mean something to those that see them."

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Sunday, March 07, 2004

My mother killed herself (Hemingway style). Virtually all of my friends were completely cold and unsympathetic, and my father was in denial. At the end my girlfriend and I had a fight and then she became much more sympathetic.
Posted by Anonymous at 5:38 AM
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