….ah, but what can we take along
Into the other realm? Not the art of looking,
Which is learned so slowly, and nothing that happened here. Nothing.
The sufferings, then. And, above all, the heaviness,
And the long experience of love,-just what is wholly unsayable.
-from the ninth duino elegy,
Rainer maria rilke,
Thursday, April 13, 2017
I now have a mellower view of people who have stayed exactly where they started. It's not that they didn't want to leave. It's just that nobody was willing to have them.
Sometimes when I get up in the morning, I feel very peculiar. I feel like I've just got to bite a cat! I feel like if I don't bite a cat before sundown, I'll go crazy! But then I just take a deep breath and forget about it. That's what is known as real maturity.(Peanuts)
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