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"And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content."
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"Solitude is a wonderful treasure the world is still yet to discover."
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"How much had I missed in these months of despair and numbness?"
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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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"You don't have to be in hurry in life."
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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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"Maybe I need to immerse the fabric of my soul in torrential nature of Christmas, and in doing so to finally understand that it is the very thing that can make the world what I so wish it were."
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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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"It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters in the end."
End


"I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy."
Happiness


"The airport bookstore did not sell books, only bestsellers, which Sita Dulip cannot read without risking a severe systemic reaction."
Knowledge


"The natural, proper, fitting shape of the novel might be that of a sack, a bag. A book holds words. Words hold things. They bear meanings. A novel is a medicine bundle, holding things in a particular, powerful relation to one another and to us."
Literature


"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words."
Art


"He laid his hands on her head, pushing back the hood. He began to speak. His voice was soft, and the words were in no tongue she had ever heard. The sound of them came into her heart like rain falling. She grew still to listen."
Healing


"It takes a while to spoil a world, but it can be done."
Environment


"There is no break in the wholeness of time."
Time


"You know there's always prejudice in a revolutionary movement."
Activism


"They praised his modesty and did not listen to him, for listening is a rare gift, and men will have their heroes."
Respect
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