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![William Shakespeare quote: "Ho! now you strike like the blind man; t'was the boy that..."](/pic/323411/600x316/quotation-william-shakespeare-ho-now-you-strike-like-the-blind-man.jpg)
Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition. At first it is. But as I journey into the night, I feel more and more trapped, suffocated by the slippery bindings, unable to emerge until I have transformed into something of beauty. I squirm, trying to shed my ruined body and unlock the secret to growing flawless wings. Despite enormous effort, I remain a hideous creature, fired into my current form by the blast...
Suzanne Collins
![Stephen King quote: "Friends come in and out of your life like busboys in a..."](/pic/323333/600x316/quotation-stephen-king-friends-come-in-and-out-of-your-life-like-busboys.jpg)
![Isaac Watts quote: "Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all it's sons away;..."](/pic/323328/600x316/quotation-isaac-watts-time-like-an-ever-rolling-stream-bears-all-its.jpg)
Knowledge is what man is all about. People like you have tried to hold back progress since the beginning of time. But they failed, and you failed. Man needs to know."Maybe," Sanders said. "But is that the only thing man needs? I don't think so. I think he also needs mystery, and poetry, and romance. I think he needs a few unanswered questions, to make him brood and wonder.
George R. R. Martin
I wanted to fathom her secrets; I wanted her to come to me and say: "I love you," and if not that, if that was senseless insanity, then...well, what was there to care about? Did I know what I wanted? I was like one demented: all I wanted was to be near her, in the halo of her glory, in her radiance, always, for ever, all my life. I knew nothing more!
Fyodor Dostoevsky
After you pass a certain age, things you were able to do easily aren’t so easy anymore — just as a fastball pitcher’s speed starts to slip away with time. Of course, it’s possible for people as they mature to make up for a decline in natural talent. Like when a fastball pitcher transforms himself into a cleverer pitcher who relies on changeups. But there is a limit. And there definitely is a sense of loss.
Haruki Murakami