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"In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure, death will. The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing, the world lies waiting."
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"To change reality, change your thoughts and perceptions."
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Personal Development
"It is so sad that too many individuals spend their entire lives trying to impress people who are mostly clueless about their true purpose on earth."
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Personal Development
"He woke once more to external reality, looked round him, knew what he saw- knewit, with a sinking sense of horror and disgust, for the recurrent deliriumof his days and nights, the nightmare of swarming indistinguishable sameness."
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Personal Development
"We all know there is something wrong with our culture, the state of our world, and with ourselves."
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Personal Development
"But alas, the world is not a wish-granting factory."
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Personal Development
"Real? Real depends upon your perspective, Annabelle. People never see life exactly the same way. The world is what you think it is."
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"The consequence of your illusions is your reality."
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"Belief has nothing to do with facts,especially for the unbelievable facts."
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"The worldly life is constantly ablaze. To keep expectation, that it will extinguish, is wrong. So then we too should say to it, 'you can keep on burning!"
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"If I'm surprised at where I'm at, it's probably because I'm not listening to the reality that listening to the voices that I've listened to have put me here. So, maybe I should be less surprised and more disappointed."
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"I don't know why I started writing. I don't know why anybody does it. Maybe they're bored, or failures at something else."
Writing
"Summer was full on and the nights hot. It was like lying in warm syrup there in the dark under the viaduct, in the steady whine of gnats and nightbugs."
Environment
"The priest therefore saw what the anchorite could not. That God needs no witness. Neither to himself nor against. The truth is rather that if there were no God then there could be no witness for there could be no identity to the world but only each man's opinion of it. The priest saw that there is no man who is elect because there is no man who is not. To God every man is a heretic."
Faith
"They camped that night on the foreplain at the foot of a talus slope and the murder that had been reckoned upon took place."
Crime
"When we're all gone at last then there'll be nobody here but death and his days will be numbered too. He'll be out in the road there with nothing to do and nobody to do it to. He'll say: where did everybody go? And that's how it will be. What's wrong with that?"
Mortality
"At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned."
Nature
"For this world also which seems to us a thing of stone and flower and blood is not a thing at all but a tale. And all in it is a tale and each tale the sum of all lesser tales and yet these are the selfsame tale and contain as well all within them. So everything is necessary. Every least thing. This is the hard lesson. Nothing can be dispensed with. Nothing despised. Because the seams are hid from us, you see. The joinery. The way in which the world is made. We have no way to know what could be taken away. What omitted. We have no way to tell what might stand and what might fall."
Philosophy
"She said: Sheriff how come you to let crime get so out of hand in your county? Sounded like a fair question I reckon. Maybe it was a fair question. Anyway I told her, I said: It starts when you begin to overlook bad manners. Any time you quit hearin Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight."
Culture
"Lastly he looked at the face so caved and drawn among the folds of funeral cloth, the yellowed moustache, the eyelids paper thin. That was not sleeping. That was not sleeping."
Mortality
"Nor does God whisper through the trees. His voice is not to be mistaken. When men hear it they fall to their knees and their souls are riven and they cry out to Him and there is no fear but only wildness of heart that springs from such longing..."
Spiritual
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