November 2011
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“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.”
—Azar Nafisi
We clutter the earth with our inventions, never dreaming that possibly they are...
– Henry Miller
I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of my life, already lived, and held like a legend, and understood. Then the knowing comes: I can open to another life that’s wide and timeless.
—Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Book of Hours I, 5
Almost nothing important that ever happens to you happens because you engineer...
– David Foster Wallace
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