Cain S.

“True friendship withstands time, distance, and silence.”
― Isabel Allende

“Nobody ever overcomes the phantasms of his childhood. The man is the corrupt dream of the child, and since there is only decay, and no time, what we call days and evenings are the false angels of our existence. There is nothing except sleep and the moon between the boy and the man; dogs dream and bay the moon, who is the mother of the unconscious. Sorrow and pleasure are the stuff of dreams and the energies of myriads of planets. What is the space between the boy and the man? Did the child who is now the man ever live? Did Christ exist and was Brutus at Philippi? The centuries that divide one from Jesus and Brutus contain no time. We still hear the tinkling of the sheep bells at Mamre, and Abraham continues to sleep beneath the terebinths just as Saul sits and broods underneath a tamarisk—but all these are “thoughts of the visions of the night.”
― Edward Dahlberg, Because I Was Flesh

“If God had been like a toad, you could have rid the globe of toads, but when God was like yourself, it was no good being content with stone figures — you had to kill yourself among the graves.”
― Graham Greene, The Power and the Glory

“Perhaps we would not be human if the quality of our lives were much better than it is. It does not follow that the quality of human life is good.”
― David Benatar, The Human Predicament: A Candid Guide to Life's Biggest Questions