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"Puritanism. The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."
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"When we feel lost in time, with only shadows of the past living in our mind; when the moment, which "was", no longer "is and when only silence remains, loads of questions arise. We can cry a river or we may wonder: "What went wrong?"
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"What could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream."
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"The skeletons of the past must not hold back the dream of a new life, even though fear and regret, guilt and remorse may unsettle us during the effort to give our future a new home. ['Into a new life']"
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"I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual."
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"If Shakespeare had never existed, he asked, would the world have differed much from what it is today? Does the progress of civilization depend upon great men? Is the lot of the average human being better now that in the time of the Pharaohs?"
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"We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence."
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"She seemed to be occupied with of inner chamber of ideas and to have slight need for visible objects."
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"Maybe we feel empty because we spend so much of our own time watching other people live their lives, chase their dreams, express their love, and navigate their relationships. And when we turn off our TV or put down our phone... We've nourished nothing of our own."
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"There is always a zone where somebody is nobody, there is always a zone where somebody is somebody and there is always a zone where nobody is nobody."
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"An offering for the sake of offering, perhaps. Anyhow, it was her gift. Nothing else had she of the slightest importance; could not think, write, even play the piano. She muddled Armenians and Turks; loved success; hated discomfort; must be liked; talked oceans of nonsense: and to this day, ask her what the Equator was, and she did not know.All the same, that one day should follow another; Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday; that one should wake up in the morning; see the sky; walk in the park; meet Hugh Whitbread; then suddenly in came Peter; then these roses; it was enough. After that, how unbelievable death was!-that it must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she had loved it all; how, every instant . . ."
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"Nevertheless, it is even harder for the average ape to believe that he has descended from man."
Reflection
"The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary."
Politics
"I confess I enjoy democracy immensely. It is incomparably idiotic, and hence incomparably amusing."
Democracy
"A church is a place in which gentlemen who have never been to heaven brag about it to persons who will never get there."
Religion
"No one in this world has ever lost money by underestimating the intelligence of the great masses of the plain people. Nor has anyone ever lost public office thereby."
Unity
"There are men so philosophical that they can see humor in their own toothaches. But there has never lived a man so philosophical that he could see the toothache in his own humor."
Humor
"Nine times out of ten, in the arts as in life, there is actually no truth to be discovered; there is only error to be exposed."
Truth
"Puritanism. The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."
Reflection
"A society made up of individuals who were all capable of original thought would probably be unendurable."
Society
"Democracy is a pathetic belief in the collective wisdom of individual ignorance."
Politics
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