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“I confess that I am often lost in all the dimensions of time, that the past sometimes feels nearer than the present and I often fear the future has already happened.”
― Hot Milk
― Hot Milk
“There are so many worlds we leave behind throughout the course of our lifetimes. I have often asked in futile indignation: how could our physical beings be here, when our hearts remain in another world, another life, another time – where we truly belong? The heart fights a valiant battle. Yet, it eventually finds itself bowing to the ineluctable reality of the farewell.
Life goes on. In our worlds. In the worlds of whom we have departed. Most of all, in the worlds we have left behind, in which part of us still lives on – forevermore.”
― The Desire for Elsewhere
Life goes on. In our worlds. In the worlds of whom we have departed. Most of all, in the worlds we have left behind, in which part of us still lives on – forevermore.”
― The Desire for Elsewhere
“One night of the year, as delicate and fleeting as a life in the universe.
Even though we struggle and howl against the brief flash of our lives, might we find something majestic in that brevity? Could there be a preciousness and value to existence stemming from the very fact of its temporary duration? And I think of the night-blooming cereus, a plant that looks like a leathery weed most of the year. But for one night each summer its flower opens to reveal silky white petals, which encircle yellow lacelike threads, and another whole flower like a tiny sea anemone within the outer flower. By morning, the flower has shriveled. One night of the year, as delicate and fleeting as a life in the universe.”
― The Accidental Universe: The World You Thought You Knew
Even though we struggle and howl against the brief flash of our lives, might we find something majestic in that brevity? Could there be a preciousness and value to existence stemming from the very fact of its temporary duration? And I think of the night-blooming cereus, a plant that looks like a leathery weed most of the year. But for one night each summer its flower opens to reveal silky white petals, which encircle yellow lacelike threads, and another whole flower like a tiny sea anemone within the outer flower. By morning, the flower has shriveled. One night of the year, as delicate and fleeting as a life in the universe.”
― The Accidental Universe: The World You Thought You Knew
“You are of me, Loreda, in a way that can never be broken. You taught me love. You, first in the whole world, and my love for you will outlive me.”
― The Four Winds
― The Four Winds
“I think we all experience the same thing. We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find our interest in life returning to us.”
― Anne of Green Gables
― Anne of Green Gables
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