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Man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
Job v.7.
Man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
Job v.7.
Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn read more
Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its read more
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.
O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?
O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?
Compassion has no place in the natural order of the world which operates on the basis of necessity. Compassion opposes read more
Compassion has no place in the natural order of the world which operates on the basis of necessity. Compassion opposes this order and is therefore best thought of as being in some way supernatural.
There's nothing like a Catholic wedding to make you wish life had a fast forward button.
There's nothing like a Catholic wedding to make you wish life had a fast forward button.
Better to have loved a short man than never to have loved a tall.
Better to have loved a short man than never to have loved a tall.
The greater the truth the greater the libel.
The greater the truth the greater the libel.
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and read more
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.
