The journal
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Literature · Reflection
“I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness
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Literature · Reflection
“If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then i will never know happiness. for I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation.” Anais Nin Photo Irving Penn, Anais Nin (1971)
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Literature · Reflection
The point of philosophy is to start with something so simple as not to seem worth stating, and to end with something so paradoxical that no one will believe it. Bertrand Russell
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Literature · Reflection
“I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready
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Literature · Reflection
Now we’re on my home ground, foreign territory. My throat constricts, as it learned to do when I discovered people could say words that would go into my ears meaning nothing. Margaret Atwood Born 1939, Canada Surfacing
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Literature · Reflection
“Grief requires time. If a chip of stone radiates its self, its breath, so long, how stubborn might be the soul” Anne Michaels Fugitive Pieces
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Literature · Reflection
“The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.” James Joyce (1882-1941) A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
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Literature · Reflection
He was silent for a moment. Silence seemed to have fallen upon the world. “That is what I have felt since I knew you” he replied. “We are happy together”. He did not seem to be speaking, or she to be hearing. “Very happy”, she answered. They continued to walk for some time in sil
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Literature · Reflection
There’s no reality except the one contained within us. That’s why so many people live an unreal life. They take images outside them for reality and never allow the world within them to assert itself.” Hermann Hesse
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Literature · Reflection
“What is stronger in us — passion or habit? Or are all the violent impulses, all the whirl of our desires and turbulent passions, only the consequence of our ardent age, and is it only through youth that they seem deep and shattering?” Nicolai Gogol
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Literature · Reflection
“She felt him invisibly master her spirit” The Fox (1923) “A woman cannot be herself, cannot be essentially a woman, until she submerges herself in the male” D.H. Lawrence (1885 -1930)
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Literature · Reflection
“I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.” ― Jonathan Safran Foer
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