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I Could Not Keep The Night From Coming In
2 July
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I love. I smile. I make mistakes. I lie. I laugh. I dance. I sing. I listen.

I'm short. I'm enthusiastic. I'm stubborn. I'm friendly. I'm judgmental. I'm smart. I'm patient.

I have a bad temper. I have bad habits. I have best friends. I have worst enemies.

I love life as I know it. I hate it, too.

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; If there is any reaction, both are transformed - Carl Jung

For this is what we do. Put one foot forward and then the other. Lift our eyes to the snarl and smile of the world once more. Think. Act. Feel. Add our little consequence to the tides of good and evil that flood and drain the world. Drag our shadowed crosses into the hope of another night. Push our brave hearts into the promise of a new day. With love: the passionate search for a truth other than our own. With longing: the pure, inefable yearning to be saved. For so long as fate keeps waiting, we live on. God help us. God forgive us. We live on.
-Shantaram, Gregory David Roberts

There's a truth that's deeper than experience. It's beyond what we see, or even what we feel. It's an order of truth that separates the profound from the merely clever, and the reality from the perception. We're helpless, usually, in the face of it; and the cost of knowing it, like the cost of knowing love, is sometimes greater than any heart would willingly pay. It doesn't always help us to love the world, but it does prevent us from hating the world. And the only way to know that truth is to share it, from heart to heart, just as Prabaker told it to me, just as I'm telling it to you.
-Shantaram, Gregory David Roberts

These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die
Like fire and powder,
which, as they kiss, consume.
-Romeo and Juliet

[Life] is a tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

"We have a few old mouth-to-mouth tales, we exhume from old trunks and boxes and drawers letters without salutation or signature, in which men and women who once lived and breathed are now merely initials or nicknames out of some now incomprehensible affection which sound to us like Sanskrit or Chocktaw; we see dimly people, the people in whose living blood and seed we ourselves lay dormant and waiting, in this shadowy attenuation of time possessing now heroic proportions, performing their acts of simple passion and simple violence, impervious to time and inexplicable..."
- William Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom!

If it were now to die,
'Twere now to be most happy, for I fear
My soul hath her content so absolute
That not another comfort like to this
Succeeds in unknown fate.

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