“How vulgar, this hankering after immortality, how vain, how false. Composers are merely scribblers of cave paintings. One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn't, the wolves and blizzards would be at one's throat all the sooner.”
― Cloud Atlas
― Cloud Atlas
“& only as you gasp your dying breath shall you understand, your life amounted to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean!
Yet what is any ocean but a multitude of drops?”
― Cloud Atlas
Yet what is any ocean but a multitude of drops?”
― Cloud Atlas
“I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.”
― Cloud Atlas
― Cloud Atlas
“You say you're 'depressed' - all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective - it just means you're human.”
― Cloud Atlas
― Cloud Atlas
“There are a hundred thousand species of love, separately invented, each more ingenious than the last, and every one of them keeps making things.”
― The Overstory
― The Overstory
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