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“The accident had occurred at an
intersection surrounded on one side by empty factories and a deserted schoolyard, and on the opposite side, by a graveyard. I had come running from the nearest house, a hundred yards away.
Yet, within moments, it seemed, a crowd had gathered. Where had they all come from? Later on in time, I could only imagine that some came, in some strange fashion, out of the empty factories,
or even more strangely, out of the graveyard. After typing for only a few minutes, it came to me that, yes, this crowd was always the same crowd, that it gathered at all accidents. These
were victims from accidents years ago, doomed to come back and haunt the scene of new accidents as they occurred.”
― Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing: Releasing the Creative Genius Within You

“It follows that the notion of certain configurations being more particular than others (twenty-six red cards followed by twenty-six black, for example) makes sense only if I limit myself to noticing only certain aspects of the cards (in this case, the colors). If I distinguish between all the cards, the configurations are all equivalent: none of them is more or less particular than others.18 The notion of “particularity” is born only at the moment we begin to see the universe in a blurred and approximate way.”
― Carlo Rovelli, The Order of Time

“The depth of the heart, the retired corner, and the forest are the three places for meditation.”
― Ramakrishna, The Gospel of Ramakrishna

“Translation is the art of listening. In one ear is the sound of the original text, and in the other is a rhythm, wordless, waiting to find its voice. Somehow, eventually, the right words rise into the rhythm and become it, as if the listening created what one wanted to hear.”
― Homer, The Odyssey: