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I didn't respond to him. Couldn't speak at all. Couldn't look at his self-mutilation--not even the clean, bandaged version of it. Instead, I looked at my own rough, stained house painter's hand. They seemed more like puppets than hands. I had no feelings in it either. Wally Lamb
Democracy in America was never the same as Liberty in Europe. In Europe Liberty was a great life-throb. But in America Democracy was always something anti-life. The greatest democrats, like Abraham Lincoln, had always a sacrificial, self-murdering note in their voices. American Democracy was a form of self-murder, always. Or of murdering somebody else... The love, the democracy, the floundering into lust, is a sort of by-play. The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer.... David Herbert Lawrence
John Ciardi quote: "He had his choice, and he liked the worst."
He had his choice, and he liked the worst. John Ciardi
They all have tired mouthsand bright seamless souls. And a longing (as for sin)sometimes haunts their dreams. They are almost all alike; in God's gardens they keep still, like many, many intervalsin his might and melody. Only when they spread their wingsare they wakers of a wind: as if God with his broad sculptor-hands leafed through the pagesin the dark book of the beginning. Rainer Maria Rilke
Hell begins with a grumbling mood, always complaining, always blaming others... but you are still distinct from it. You may even criticize it in yourself and wish you could stop it. But there may come a day when you can no longer. Then there will be no you left to criticize the mood or even to enjoy it, but just the grumble itself, going on forever like a machine. It is not a question of God "sending us" to hell. In each of us there is something growing, which will BE hell unless it is nipped... C. S. Lewis
A man by his sin may waste himself, which is to waste that which on earth is most like God. This is man's greatest tragedy and God's heaviest grief. Aiden Wilson Tozer
Mitch Albom quote: "She was like a wound beneath an old bandage, and he had grown..."
She was like a wound beneath an old bandage, and he had grown more used to the bandage. Mitch Albom
Guys like Henry and his buddies were an accident waiting to happen; the little kids' version of floods or tornadoes or gallstones. Stephen King
Die, very good, but do not make others die. Suicides like the one which is about to take place here are sublime, but suicide is restricted, and does not allow of extension; and so soon as it affects your neighbors, suicide becomes murder. Victor Hugo
I take a few quick sips. "This is really good." And I mean it. I have never tasted tea like this. It is smooth, pungent, and instantly addicting."This is from Grand Auntie," my mother explains. "She told me 'If I buy the cheap tea, then I am saying that my whole life has not been worth something better.' A few years ago she bought it for herself. One hundred dollars a pound."You're kidding." I take another sip. It tastes even better. Amy Tan
At night I dream that you and I are two plantsthat grew together, roots entwined, and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain. Pablo Neruda
He never seemed to grasp the immense mutability of human nature, nor to appreciate that behind every nondescript face lay a wild and unique hinterland like his own. J. K. Rowling
It is often by a trivial, even an anecdotal decision, that we direct our activities into a certain channel, and thus determine which of the potential expressions of our individuality become manifest. Usually we know nothing of the ultimate orientation or of the outlet toward which we travel, and the stream sweeps us to a formula of life from which there is no returning. Every decision is like a murder, and our march forward is over the stillborn bodies of all our possible selves that will... Rene Dubos
For in some ways the world was like a shopping centre, and he himself was a doubtful customer, often ineffectual, being talked into buying things he didn't want, things indeed which nobody in their right mind would want to buy. Margaret Mahy
Humans? who enslave, castrate, experiment on, and fillet other animals? have had an understandable penchant for pretending animals do not feel pain. A sharp distinction between humans and 'animals' is essential if we are to bend them to our will, make them work for us, wear them, eat them? without any disquieting tinges of guilt or regret. It is unseemly of us, who often behave so unfeelingly toward other animals, to contend that only humans can suffer. The behavior of other animals renders... Carl Sagan

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