Findings:

• That is not dead which can eternal lie
• Love is like skipping: if you know the secret, you can learn to fly
• Soul Bride Oddly Dead in Queer Death Pact
• No obstacle can overcome the spirit of a man determined to choke his chicken
• No Rack Can Torture Me
• No time like the present
• September has such a feeling
• there is no weight that can bury us beneath the ghost of all my guilt
• You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.
• fruit flies like a banana
• Snatched away, like the Lindberg baby, who everyone talked about, which explains my lifelong fear of ladders.
• I felt I was part of something, like a voice in a crowd or an island in a sea
• Dead in California just feels like lonely somewhere else.
• It is not instruction, but provocation, that I can receive from another soul.
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• My Fine Feathered Friends, Chapter 9: In Which We Meet a Wise Old Bird
• there is a place where the dead live. it is in us. it is all around us. it is more than we can understand.
• The words no one can find
• These rugs will unite this country like no other rugs have before
• fewer has no opposite like less-more
• when I am King, we will have no such things, but, my lads, if the old king my father were dead, we would be all kings.
• Love is like racing across the frozen tundra on a snowmobile which flips over, trapping you underneath. At night, the ice-weasels come.
• Staying power like no other memory, aside from love
• Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
• The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel
• My Fine Feathered Friends, chapter 3: In which I deal with a big bird
• No one can be in two places at once
• at least in dreams when shit gets ugly you can still fly and whistle
• My God parted the sea; what can yours do?
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• We Can all Die Like This
• No One Can Stop the Bobsled
• it's a pity we only appreciate some once they're gone, when they can no longer defend themselves
• Dead Men Tell No Tales
• the sky above me like a full recovery
• can i be buried here among the dead?
• like you're blind but still can see
• Don't stop. You can sleep when you're dead.
• No Fly List
• Dead of Fever, Buried in the Fevered Sea (document)
• Like no place else
• A kind of calm like no other
• I Like Bananas Because They've Got No Bones
• What Does Your Soul Look Like
• Oceans of Sand, Seas of Dead Horses
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• There are no cases like mine, Doctor.
• There is no frigate like a book
• heart medications which all have names like alien military from other planets
• my money like fishes, my love like the sea
• More kissing? More kissing? No one likes kissing this much!
• Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
• The Dead Sea tide
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• No matter what you think, you can NOT do homework in bed
• Even a Doll Can Seem To Have a Soul
• No Time, No Room, No Thought, or Writing Can
• How can someone worship a dead naked man nailed to a cross as their god?
• There are no birds in Antarctica
• Now he can be loved. Now he is no more.
• No government can ever give you freedom
• Your boss can fire you for no reason
• we can push our own buttons like adolescent gods
• the bleak spark crackling and cursing above it like a small malignant spirit set to dog its tracks
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
• Even simple things that you think are harmless can be dangerous. Like crayons. Like velvet.
• My Fine Feathered Friends, chapter 8: In Which We Meet an Odd Little Bird
• Always talk to dead people when you can. Always.
• a place which you can only see for a moment before waking
• it went like this, as near as anybody can tell
• the ability to fly above storms
• Necromancers really lift your spirits, but the dead can bring you down
• I know what it's like to be dead
• When at last I found no further traces of the living or the dead, then I stopped.
• When you blow out like a dead star
• immortality of the soul in a nonjudgmental world of the dead
• No dreamer’s diagram so symmetrical and so faultless on paper can guarantee anything. Only we can guarantee, only our behavior under pressure.
• You can say the train isn't real but it's still going to sting like a son of a b
• dead bird
• Dead Like Me
• some summers they drop like flies
• Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
• When you fly like thunder, I am reminded of Icarus and Bellerophon. How does your myth end?
• I walk triumphantly through a sea of dead things. I am their master.
• No damn you, it's nothing like a chess game
• Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
• Snooding like there's no tomorrow
• No Place Like Home
• Candles are like souls
• Now that there is no hell, evil folks like you just get reincarnated as McDonald's register jockeys
• Like there's no tomorrow
• there was at that moment no one more rightful dead than that unknown and faceless man
• Does your soul cast about like an old paper bag?
• What would existence be like for a child born with no senses?
• War hath no fury like a non-combatant
• No One Likes Superman Anymore
• No Fool Like and Old Fool
• Though I sang in my chains like the sea
• There is no weirdness like the weirdness of a novel written by a mathematician
• Hell hath no fury like a villainess scorned
• Recipe for Tomato Soup, unless you're like me, in which case it's a recipe for tomato stew
• eyes like the sea after a storm
• Like, Love, Lust, and the Open Halls of the Soul
• Santiago, under the volcano, floats like a cushion on the sea
• turn off the instrumentation and fly by the seat of your pants - an exercise in dead reckoning
• Dry bones can harm no one
• This poem can be put off no longer
• Dead Can Dance
• Why birds fly in "V" formation
• Why is it we desire that which we can never attain?
• I sometimes feel like I need every human that I can form a healthy relationship with to survive
• I can think of worse things than to die like a dog
• I can no longer use variables in ordinary discourse
• Sea bird
• There are no sleep in can
• I feel like shit today, but I can always feel worse tomorrow
• No one can be totally logical
• My heart is like a bird in the wounded night
• No one can know what you want unless you tell them
• You can no more win a war, than an Earthquake
• I am going to rewrite you so that I can still like people.
• Never attribute to malice that which can be attributed to stupidity
• Maybe because we like to cry. Maybe because neither of us can believe.
• No evil can happen
• All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
• Ghosts can laugh, but they're already dead
• In such bounty there can be no shortage
• The Japan That Can Say No
• If I could draw houses like I can draw your breasts
• But can you still cry like a child?
• No need to yell, I can hear your thoughts.
• I hold you where no one else can go
• No one can be unhappy with a fresh box of crayons
• No man can eat fifty eggs
• Squished tubers and dead bird: An orphans' Thanksgiving
• I don't believe in God or the soul but these machines can make me cry
• if you like it violent, we can play rough and tumble
• There is nothing the dead can do
• Red birds will fly out of the east and destroy Paris in a night
• Can I tell you how much I want to smoke you, like this cigarette?
• Can we still like each other knowing the worst about each other?
• they can drop bombs and no one will get hurt
• Condensed life in a can, like the ones you buy at grocery stores
• I can no longer tell you
• Everyone has a dead bird story
• Weather can be pretty, yet so damaging. Sort of like some men I know
• two people can keep a secret if one of them is dead
• We can do the sideways thinking that's needed to combat something which can literally eat your combat training.
• canned piece of soul
• In space, no one can hear you scream
• Dead Souls
• Redemption is very much like vengeance. Redemption has more valor, and is more satisfying if you obtain it. But if you chase it blindly you can waste yourself completely.
• Jah no dead
• Dead Sea
• Dead Sea Scrolls
• No prayer for the dead gods
• A dead bird and a drunken father
• Here's your heart, usually I don't like dead things as gifts.
• Secret Dead Sea Scrolls
• Like kicking dead whales down the beach
• Red Sea Pedestrian
• no power in the verse can stop me
• All that you can take with you is that which you give away.
• If there were no birds
• She said I dreamed like dead men
• Dead Men Tell No Tales: A True Ghost Story
• Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales
• De La Soul Is Dead
• I used to fly like peter pan, all the children flew when I touched their hands
• Time flies like an arrow
• These dead open their bodies to the living like a door
• Timex "water resistant" watches do not necessarily resist the Dead Sea
• Every time I see a dead fish that isn't, I think of you. Happiness keeps washing over me like a wave. What do I do with it all?
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.

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