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"Heaven . . . is the same feeling. . . . No fear. No dark. When you know you are loved . . . that's the light."
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Personal Development
"Heaven lies about us in our infancy and the world begins lying about us pretty soon afterward."
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Personal Development
"Detroit turned out to be heaven, but it also turned out to be hell."
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Personal Development
"Bear up, my child, bear up; Zeus who oversees and directs all things is still mighty in heaven."
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Personal Development
"He that cannot forgive others, breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass if he would ever reach heaven; for everyone has need to be forgiven."
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Personal Development
"What a heaven is love! O what a hell!"
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Personal Development
"Help thyself and Heaven will help thee."
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Personal Development
"It has been more wittily than charitably said that hell is paved with good intentions; they have their place in heaven also."
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Personal Development
"This is what I want in heaven... words to become notes and conversations to be symphonies."
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Personal Development
"Heaven finds an ear when sinners find a tongue."
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"I thought I knew not only her habits but also her limits. This display of ferocity, of savage courage, made me realize that I was wrong. All my life I had known only a part of her."
Growth
"What is the purpose of reason, Richard Parker? Is it no more than to shine at practicalities - the getting of food, clothing and shelter? Why can't reason give greater answers? Why can we throw a question further than we can pull in an answer? Why such a vast net of there's so little fish to catch?"
Philosophy
"Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love.I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart."
Loss
"How does one say in the jargon of musicology that my sould was pulled out of me and thrown up in the air, to be tossed about by the music. How does one say that I breathed, that I existed, in harmony with the ups and downs of those notes. What kind of notes both elevate and cast down, exalt and crush?"
Art
"Afterwards, when it's all over, you meet God. What do you say to God?"
Faith
"How do you live with evil? Art is traditionally - certainly with my secular background - the answer, but art is very self-referential, whereas religion claims to go beyond the bounds of human existence."
Art
"But it was hard, oh, it was hard. Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love--but sometimes it was so hard to love. Sometimes my heart was sinking so fast with anger, desolation, and weariness, I was afraid it would sink to the very bottom of the Pacific and I would not be able to lift it back up."
Devotion
"If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, 'My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?' then surely we are also permitted doubt. But we must move on. To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation."
Philosophy
"To lose a brother is to lose someone with whom you can share the experience of growing old, who is supposed to bring you a sister-in-law and nieces and nephews, creatures who people the tree of your life and give it new branches. To lose your father is to lose the one whose guidance and help you seek, who supports you like a tree trunk supports its branches. To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you. It is like losing--I'm sorry, I would rather not go on."
Loss
"Doesn't the telling of something always become a story?"
Literature
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