Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.
Happiness is the longing for repetition.
Hate traps us by binding us too tightly to our adversary.
There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.
Friday, April 16, 2010
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