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"I thought of the things that had happened to me over the years, and of how little I had made happen."
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"The imagination doesn't crop annually like a reliable fruit tree. The writer has to gather whatever's there: sometimes too much, sometimes too little, sometimes nothing at all. And in the years of glut there is always a slatted wooden tray in some cool, dark attic, which the writer nervously visits from time to time; and yes, oh dear, while he's been hard at work downstairs, up in the attic there are puckering skins, warning spots, a sudden brown collapse and the sprouting of snowflakes. What can he do about it?"
Writing
"How do we seize the past? Can we ever do so? When I was a medical student some pranksters at the end-of-the-term dance released into the hall a piglet which had been smeared with grease. It squirmed between legs, evaded capture, squealed a lot. People fell over trying to grasp it, and were made to look ridiculous in the process. The past often seems to behave like that piglet."
Memory
"Altitude reduces all things to their relative proportions, and to the truth. Cares, remorse, disgust become strangers: How easily indifference, contempt, forgetfulness drop away...and forgiveness descends."
Wisdom
"There is violence in this supposedly tender heart of mine."
Emotion
"Reading is a majority skill but a minority art."
Education
"Is there anything more plausible than a second hand?"
Philosophy
"Back then, things were plainer: less money, no electronic devices, little fashion tyranny, no girlfriends. There was nothing to distract us from our human and filial duty which was to study, pass exams, use those qualifications to find a job, and then put together a way of life unthreateningly fuller than that of our parents, who would approve, while privately comparing it to their own earlier lives, which had been simpler, and therefore superior."
Life
"When you're young you prefer the vulgar months, the fullness of the seasons. As you grow older you learn to like the in-between times, the months that can't make up their minds. Perhaps it's a way of admitting that things can't ever bear the same certainty again."
Life
"You get towards the end of life - no, not life itself, but of something else: the end of any likelihood of change in that life. You are allowed a long moment of pause, time enough to ask the question: what else have I done wrong?"
Reflection
"I blushed. You haven't seen a bald man in his sixties blush? Oh, it happens, just as it does to a hairy, spotty fifteen-year-old. And because it's rarer, it sends the blusher tumbling back to that time when life felt like nothing more than one long sequence of embarrassments."
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"When you leave a port, ask yourself two questions: What mark you have made on that port and what have you learned from that port?"
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"The laws is not meant to destroy us. But our disobedience leads to our own destruction."
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"Whether you are aware of it or not, your life is still disappearing. It's pouring out, it keeps diminishing."
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"You never know what people have endured to get where they are."
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"Why do you compare yourself to others? Can you carry weight of others on your shoulders?"
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"Find time to admire and appreciate the glittering lights on snowflakes."
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"Always account for each unit of passing time."
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"To reflect God's image is a lifestyle."
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"Everyone should think about why certain undesirable situations occur in life."
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"Knowing my soul is my lifetime-study."
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