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The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. it's kind of fun to do the impossible. think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy. writers aren't people exactly. or, if they're any good, they're a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. it's like actors, who try so pathetically not to look in mirrors. who lean backward trying--only to see their faces in the reflecting chandeliers. i may know the word but not say it / i may know the truth but not face it / i may hear a sound, a whisper sacred and profound / but turn my head, indifferent though she be but little, she is fierce. i have not lived as a woman. i've lived as a man. i've just done what i damn well wanted to and i've made enough money to support myself and i ain't afraid of being alone. in our struggle for freedom, truth is the only weapon we possess. but surely to tell these tall tales and others like them would be to speed the myth, the wicked lie, that the past is always tense and the future, perfect. and as archie knows, it's not like that. it's never been like that. the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n. it is wrong, then, to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences (like the meeting of anna, vronsky, the railway station and death, or the meeting of beethoven, tomas, tereza, and the cognac), but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. for he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty. it isn't for the moment you are struck that you need courage, but for the long uphill climb back to sanity and faith and security. there are absolute things in the world but you must look deeply for them. the things that first present themselves to your notice are for the most part relative. janis joplin taught me about passion. there exists a passion for comprehension, just as there is a passion for music. that passion is rather common in children, but gets lost in most of us later on. never judge a book by its movie. the real voyage of discovery consists not of seeking new landscapes - but of having new eyes. 'so i ran like the wind to the water "please don't leave me again" i cried. and i threw bitter tears at the ocean and all that came back was the tide..

So much of what i see reminds me of something i read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? the feeling of sunday is the same everywhere: heavy, melancholy, standing still. like when they say, 'as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be; world without end.' i liked how sterile my room was, cleansed of all the emotions that have ever been felt there, all the fights and lovemaking and plain rest of weary travelers wiped clean, leaving no mark on the perfectly made bed. for what is it to die / are there not chapters in everybody's life that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of history?.

Every child is an artist. the challenge is to remain an artist once he grows up. anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old. clothes make the man. naked people have little or no influence on society. when i get a little money, i buy books; and, if any is left, i buy food and clothes. an illiterate underbred book . . . the book of a self-taught working man . . . egotistic, insistent, raw, striking, and ultimately nauseating. and may these characters remain / when all is ruin once again tomboy. alright, call me a tomboy. tomboys get medals. tomboys win championships. tomboys can fly. oh, and tomboys aren't boys. the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n. with our thoughts, we make the world. the greatest complexity is the greatest simplicity. the more "complex" a system is, the more simple is its design. indeed, it is utterly elegant in its simplicity. the master understands this. that is why a highly evolved being lives in utter simplicity. have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? or perhaps you know the silence when you haven't the answer to a question you've been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause in a roomful of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you're all alone in the whole house? each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful, if you listen carefully. history is particularly important in throwing light on the source of our attitudes about sex because many of the assumptions we make are not necessarily scientific or rational but holdovers of past belief systems that are no longer held by modern society. i must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul. is it oblivion or absorption when things pass from our minds? compassion can only attain its full breadth and depth if it embraces all living creatures and does not limit itself to mankind. the soul is an emanation of the divinity, a part of the soul of the world, a ray from the source of light. it comes from without into the human body, as into a temporary abode, it goes out of it anew; it wanders in ethereal regions, it returns to visit.... it passes into other habitations, for the soul is immortal. the choice may have been mistaken - the choosing was not. i discovered i scream the same way whether i'm about to be devoured by a great white or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot. if you limit your choices only to what seems possible or reasonable, you disconnect yourself from what you truly want and all that is left is a compromise. the difference between the possible and the impossible lies in a person's determination. so since i've been home, i've learned two important things: ethernet is a gift from god, and it just doesn't sound the same to listen to the indigo girls without two people singing along. it is not good for all our wishes to be fulfilled; through sickness we recognize the value of health; through evil, the value of good; through hunger, the value of food; through exertion, the value of rest. little minds are tamed and subdued by misfortune, but great minds rise above it. if we could stay that way forever; if we could stay filled to the brim and floating toward the darkness, never suffocating or dying - ..
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