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"If you will stay close to nature, to its simplicity, to the small things hardly noticeable, those things can unexpectedly become great and immeasurable."
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Personal Development
"Flowers are the beautiful hairs of the Mother Spring! Don't pluck them!"
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Personal Development
"Men are by nature merely indifferent to one another; but women are by nature enemies."
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Personal Development
"Sometimes, humanity surprises me with all its lack of control over the primordial urges. These innate urges are the biological traits that make us similar to the rest of the animal kingdom. But the modern qualities that make us superior to all the animals are intellect and self-control."
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Personal Development
"Retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. Law, by definition, cannot obey the same rules as nature."
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Personal Development
"The Moon always finds an opportunity to turn our attention from the ground beneath our feet to the sky above our head!"
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Personal Development
"Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of one hidden stuff."
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Personal Development
"Sand by the seashore is inestimable."
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Personal Development
"It is spring, let us dance and dream with flowers. Let us sing and enjoy the trees."
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Personal Development
"I have resolved on an enterprise that has no precedent and will have no imitator. I want to set before my fellow human beings a man in every way true to nature; and that man will be myself."
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"Why does a person spend money on a stamp to spout bile at a stranger?"
Behavior
"Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws."
Strength
"In Bobby Ogle's version of heaven everyone would wind up in one place, criminals and Muslims included."
Theology
"But newspapers have a duty to truth,' Van said.Lev clucked his tongue. 'They tell the truth only as the exception. Zola wrote that the mendacity of the press could be divided into two groups: the yellow press lies every day without hesitating. But others, like the Times, speak the truth on all inconsequential occasions, so they can deceive the public with the requisite authority when it becomes necessary.'Van got up from his chair to gather the cast-off newspapers. Lev took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. 'I don't mean to offend the journalists; they aren't any different from other people. They're merely the megaphones of the other people."
Journalism
"It's the same struggle for each of us, and the same path out: the utterly simple, infinitely wise ultimately defiant act of loving one thing and then another, loving our way back to life... Maybe being perfectly happy is not really the point. Maybe that is only some modern American dream of the point, while the truer measure of humanity is the distance we must travel in our lives, time and again, "twixt two extremes of passion--joy and grief," as Shakespeare put it. However much I've lost, what remains to me is that I can still speak to name the things I love. And I can look for safety in giving myself away to the world's least losable things."
Humanity
"I looked hard out the window and understood suddenly that what I saw was full of color. A watercolor wash of summer light lay on the Catalina Mountains. The end of a depression is that clear: it's as if you have been living underwater, but never realized it until you came up for air."
Healing
"What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive."
Fact
"I lost a child," she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you."
Healing
"Take your place, then. Look at what happened from every side and consider all the other ways it could have gone. Consider, even, an Africa unconquered altogether. Imagine those first Portuguese adventurers approaching the shore, spying on the jungle's edge through their fitted brass lenses. Imagine that by some miracle of dread or reverence they lowered their spyglasses, turned, set their riggings, sailed on. Imagine all who came after doing the same. What would that Africa be now? All I can think of is the other okapi, the one they used to believe in. A unicorn that could look you in the eye."
Imagination
"Sugar, it's no parade but you'll get down the street one way or another, so you'd just as well throw your shoulders back and pick up the pace."
Strength
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