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Peter Doherty

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You can't get that feeling anywhere else. It's communion. It's like being washed away in the ocean, carried aloft on a wave.
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On performing, interview by Neil McCormick, March 2003

 
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People in your life will come and go like the ocean tides, but few will leave such an imprint on your soul that it can not be washed away.

 
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My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring
And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze;
For above and around me the wild wind is roaring,
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.

 
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As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.

 
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