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"Why do many souls love darkness than the light?"
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Personal Development
"To doubt is to deny the divinity of being."
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Personal Development
"Men didn't have any idea about regretbefore God felt so once after created us."
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Personal Development
"Sometimes you do not like the situation. But you have to endure for awhile."
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Personal Development
"When you are angry, be still and do not speak."
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Personal Development
"She thought about her cousins in Oklahoma, which was odd, since she'd never spent much time with them. She didn't even know them very well. Now she was sorry about that."
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Personal Development
"The more we know, the more we grief."
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Personal Development
"Reckless youth makes rueful age."
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Personal Development
"Any thoughts of guilt, any feelings of regret, had faded. The desert had baked them out."
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Personal Development
"There are no regrets in life, only experiences. Every experience helps us to be what we can be."
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"With shrunken fingerswe ate our oranges and bread,shivering in the parked car;though we know we had neverbeen there before,we knew we had been there before."
Love
"We shouldn't have been so scornful; we should have had compassion. But compassion takes work, and we were young."
Morality
"Never pray for justice, because you might get some."
Justice
"A bachelor, a studio, those were the names for that kind of apartment. Separate entrance it would say in the ads, and that meant you could have sex, unobserved."
Lifestyle
"Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you've made."
Reflection
"From under the ground, from under the waters,they clutch at us, they clutch at us,we won't let go."
Reflection
"I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it."
Life
"I need to remember what they look like. I try to hold them still behind my eyes, their faces, like pictures in an album. But they won't stay still for me, they move, there's a smile and it's gone, their features curl and bend as if the paper's burning, blackness eats them. A glimpse, a pale shimmer on the air; a glow, aurora, dance of electrons, then a face again, faces. But they fade, though I stretch out my arms towards them, they slip away from me, ghosts at daybreak. Back to wherever they are. Stay with me, I want to say. But they won't."
Memory
"It can't last forever. Others have thought such things, in bad times before this, and they were always right, they did get out one way or another, and it didn't last forever. Although for them it may have lasted all the forever they had."
Resilience
"But in life, a tragedy is not one long scream. It includes everything that led up to it. Hour after trivial hour, day after day, year after year, and then the sudden moment: the knife stab, the shell burst, the plummet of the car from a bridge."
Drama
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