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Humanity is a cage, and our puritanical sensibilities comprise the bars. We are confined by our own reason and intellect, and yet most of us don't even know it.Nenia Campbell
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People only picked the pretty, sweet-smelling flowers. The ones with thorns were left alone.Nenia Campbell
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She had come into the garden expecting summer roses and had instead been caught in a bank of twisted, thorny, frostbitten vines.Nenia Campbell
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I feel I could kill. I feel that I might like it. And I know that this should scare me. But it doesn't. It excites me. I am in Plato's cave, watching the shadows and fraught with the desire to hunt what casts them.Nenia Campbell
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You're like a half-tamed creature, still shy of the bridle. 'Except you enthrall me, never shall be free.' But freedom is an illusion, anyway.Nenia Campbell