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"When the Stranger says: "What is the meaning of this city ?Do you huddle close together because you love each other? What will you answer? "We all dwell togetherTo make money from each other? or "This is a community? Oh my soul, be prepared for the coming of the Stranger.Be prepared for him who knows how to ask questions."
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"Solitude is a wonderful treasure the world is still yet to discover."
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"Puritanism. The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."
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"I don't dream. Come to think of it, i haven't had any dreams in a long time."
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"I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and that, on the contrary, we kept going back as it were on what was old."
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"We must stop calling bribes in our higher institutions "helping my child to gain admission."
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"The greatest joy is to be a mirror of God's love."
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"You are created to reflect heaven on earth."
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"I see that the culture that is prevalent right now in Nigeria and indeed Africa is the culture of GET RICH QUICK."
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"As a matter of fact life itself is measured by time."
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"Instead it is the Church hierarchy that is rather teaching congregation to be afraid of darkness, instead of teaching them to go with light to overcome darkness."
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"As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill."
Happiness
"I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter."
Spiritual
"Till Human voices wake us, and we drown."
Justice
"Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,I had not thought death had undone so many.Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,To where St Mary Woolnoth kept the hours With a dead sound on the final stock of nine.There I saw one I knew, and stopped him crying: 'Stetson!You, who were with me in the ships at Mylae!That corpse you planted last year in your garden,Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year? Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,Or with his nails he'll dig it up again!You! hypocrite lecteur!-mon semblable,-mon frere!"
Life
"LightLightThe visible reminder of Invisible Light."
Spiritual
"Genuine blasphemy genuine in spirit and not purely verbal is the product of partial belief and is as impossible to the complete atheist as to the perfect Christian."
Faith
"I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me."
Imagination
"For I have known them all already, known them all-Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,I have measured out my life with coffee spoons."
Life
"Truth on our level is a different thing from truth for the jellyfish."
Truth
"We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger."
Peace
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