Only time will conquer time. The way forward is the only way back to innocence and to peace.
"Brother Odd" by Dean Koontz
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The past cannot be redeemed. What has been and what might have been both bring us to what is.
To know grief, we must be in the river of time, because grief thrives in the present and promises to be with us in the future until the end point.
"Brother Odd" by Dean Koontz
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When my wits fail me, I resort to self-deception.
"Brother Odd" by Dean Koontz
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When we hope, we usually hope for the wrong thing. We yearn for tomorrow and the progress that it represents. But yesterday was once tomorrow, and where was the progress in it?
Or we yearn for yesterday, for what was or what might have been. But as we are yearning, the present is becoming the past, so the past is nothing but our yearning for second chances.
Brother Odd, in "Brother Odd" by Dean Koontz
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The Apple Store, 2 stars. Illustration & layout by Jacob Yeates
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McDonald’s, 3 stars. Design and illustration Jacob Yeates
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The price good men pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men.
Plato
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Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle.
Plato
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Only the dead have seen the end of war.
Plato
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We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark, the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
Plato
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A house that has a library in it has a soul.
Plato
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The greatest wealth is to live content with little.
Plato
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“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.”
— Euripides, Herakles
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“So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it is lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavour, laziness will not do.””
— N.H Kleinbaum, Dead Poet’s Society
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365 Days of Poetry - Day 23:
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Over the wintry
Forest, winds howl in rage
With no leaves to blow
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Natsume Sōseki
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“I made snow into a bed and covered myself with the wind I made the moon into a lamp and went to sleep in the starry night.”
— Sidi Abderrahman el Mejdub from “Quatrains”, translated from Arabic by Abdelfetah Chenni & P.J
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uchihaitachi
Toward Wilderness.
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