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Irvin D. Yalom
“I urge you not to distract yourself. Instead, savor awakening. Take advantage of it. Pause as you stare into the photograph of the younger you. Let the poignant moment sweep over you and linger a bit; taste the sweetness of it as well as the bitterness. Keep in mind the advantage of remaining aware of death, of hugging its shadow to you. Such awareness can integrate the darkness with your spark of life and enhance your life while you still have it. To way to value life, the way to feel compassion for others, the way to love anything with greatest depth is to be aware that these experiences are destined to be lost.”
Irvin D. Yalom, Staring at the Sun: Overcoming the Terror of Death
tags: 147

William Shakespeare
“My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease;
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
The uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve,
Desire his death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly express'd;

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.”
William Shakespeare

Erik Larson
“Snow fell. Carolers moved among the mansions of Prairie Avenue, pausing now and then to enter the fine houses for hot mulled cider and cocoa. The air was scented with woodsmoke and roasting duck. In Graceland Cemetery, to the north, young couples raced their sleighs over the snow-heaped undulations, pulling their blankets especially tight as they passed the dark and dour tombs of Chicago’s richest and most powerful men, the tombs’ bleakness made all the more profound by their juxtaposition against the night-blued snow […]
Outside the snow muffled the concussion of passing horses. Trains bearing fangs of ice tore through the crossing at Wallace.”
Erik Larson, The Devil in the White City
tags: 147

“... we may seek to impose severe restrictions upon what, how and when we engage with others so that the risks are statistically minimised.”
Ernesto Spinelli, Tales of Un-Knowing: Therapeutic Encounters from an Existential Perspective
tags: 147

Maggie Nelson
“A form letter from Giffords was found in Loughner's home with the words "Die, Bitch" scrawled on it; Loughner was known for saying that women should not hold positions of power.

It doesn't matter to me if both of these men are mad. Their voices still have clarity.”
Maggie Nelson, The Argonauts
tags: 146, 147