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“And it is exceedingly short, his galloping life. Dogs die so soon. I have my stories of that grief, no doubt many of you do also. It is almost a failure of will, a failure of love, to let them grow old—or so it feels. We would do anything to keep them with us, and to keep them young. The one gift we cannot give.”
― Mary Oliver, Dog Songs: Poems

“I think to myself, It is terrifying to be visible, and then I think, I have been waiting all my life to be seen.”
― Zeyn Joukhadar, The Thirty Names of Night

“For minutes on end he could not tell whether he was really hearing howls of pain, or whether it was simply that his years of long, exhausting work had rendered him incapable of distinguishing between the general noise and ancient prehistoric screams that were somehow preserved in time ('the evidence of suffering does not disappear without a trace,' he hopefully remarked) and now were being raised by the rain, like dust.”
― László Krasznahorkai, Satantango

“Men to whom God is dead worship one another.”
― Harry Crews, The Gospel Singer and Where Does One Go When There's No Place to Go?