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"And what's beyond vastness? It shrinks."
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"The Library is a sphere whose exact centre is any one of its hexagons and whose circumference is inaccessible."
"The earth was a grave: our life was lent to it by its elements and had to be returned: a time came when the simple elements seemed to long for release from the complicated forms of life, when every element of every cell said, 'Enough!' The planet was our mother and our burial ground. No wonder the human spirit wished to leave. Leave this prolific belly. Leave also this great tomb. Passion for the infinite caused by the terror, by timor mortis, needed material appeasement."
"And what's beyond vastness? It shrinks."
"But there also seems to be in our culture a curious cautiousness - 'You'll get these abundant gratifications only if you don't feel too much, don't let on you want too much. The result is that, instead of conquering the world like Horatio Alger, we should wait passively until the genie of technology - which we don't push or influence, only await - brings us our appointed gratifications. All of this is a part of the rewards which go with belief in the vast myth of the machine in the twentieth century."
"We can conceive of eternity because we cannot conceive of a cessation of time. We can conceive of infinite space because we cannot conceive of so much matter that our imagination will not stand upon the farthest star and see infinite space beyond."
"Mathematicians aren't satisfied because they know there are no solutions up to four million or four billion, they really want to know that there are no solutions up to infinity."
"The most powerful forces in the universe are infinite. Love, imagination, intuition, stillness. Then why should we define our soul?"
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"I have fallen, for your words.They are like, a gossamer cobweb, I have been, embroiled, decoyed, snared into!Incapacitated.I fail to escape.I fail to liberate.Your words, didn't redeem, made me a, captive instead."
"She is the force, that you end upreading about in thick novels. She is the kind of woman, you adore, for being so content with messy hair.She is the kind, who woulddecline whatever the mankind would exalt - and redesign everything that isinclined to remind herof how strongly, the society wants her confined.To this girl, on a romantic date, he asked the question inaccurate - 'Honey, why do you always take the roadthat is so untold, hard and loathed?'She thought of giving him a second chance, and resisting any anger - loaded advance, She replied, 'Why do you speculate, that I choose my fate, imagining there are two roads?"
"Each drop that fell, had a story to tell.each smile that curved, said a million words.(Poem: Our Existence, Book: Ginger and Honey)"
"As the sun sets, something in me rises! Do you think it could be my soul? I feel it's a big probability!"
"Absence is more, thorny on the soul, than however dulcet, presence can be.Apparently, I have missed you, more than, I have ever loved you."
"There are only two most powerful situations - being so small that you have nothing to lose and being so big that you don't care what you lose!"
"In this, journey, of reaching, to myself, I have had, many a, thoroughfares, goodbye affairs, reality checks, and, lovely overwhelms."
"The mirror it was and life it spelled, The road ahead, and the time past stepped, All gathered in one; one to all paired, My life is so different from all the world's threads.My breaths are mine, my woes are too, If my life were put through you, You sure would unlikely pursue, It should be left for me to gather, I am its sculptor, mine would be the hammer."
"And I sat there at the patio, while the whole of universe, was getting engulfed, in the whitest whiteness of snow.Down, near my rough paw, is soft snow, mannering a fidgeting embryo.I monitored the snow that plunged, on the soil of my backyard, and realized it melting fast.Was that the temperature or, my eyes on it overcast?While I think of this melted exalt, I am obliged to ask, What ought happens to the thoughts?Where do they get tossed?When they are forgot?Scorched?Scoffed?Deformed? Unadorned?"
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