These are quotes written by Awsaaf Ali.

"In the perception of chaos, intelligence is the only true evolutionary flaw."

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"It is easy to be somebody who talks about others. The difficult thing is to become someone that will make others talk about you."

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"It is nearly impossible to make a psycho attached to you. Once you are successfully his attachment, never aback from that. If you ever aback, it is obvious that you have forgotten that the person is a psycho."

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"Only an artist can destroy his artistic creation and recreate art out once again out of that artistic destruction."

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"It is madness that doesn't let people see things as they actually are; this is an only acceptable reason behind all artists being mad first, and artists later."

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"There's never a point of being afraid of the ultimate death once you've realized that you have started dying since the moment you were born."

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"A question asked by a genius to a stupid person is always embedded with sarcasm."

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"There's always a mountain of dislikers before you can find the cold water stream of admirers."

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"Your incomplete painting cried blue tears laconically as my golden brush kissed its orange wounds."

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"An incomplete thinking is a stupid idea."

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"The best thing about sitting in a graveyard is, from ever dark corner lurks the silence which is more silent than silence itself."

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"In this world of dead of dead music and contemporary art, the only thing you can feed upon is a rusted symphony."

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"Everybody talks about their struggle in life. But the person who actually struggles, remains silent; because that's a part of his struggle."

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"And then I squeezed my pen's neck and its nib begun to bleed. I wrote your name with blood."

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"I come to you when I want to. I pierce blades in your lips, arrows in your chest, red hot pins in your nostrils or acid in your genitals. I either take you painfully or silently. I am the escape from everything. I call myself death."

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