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Most people manage to bury their worst fears, at least ostensibly, some are
never quite the same person again.

‘Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds,’

When you come to one of the many moments in life where you
must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have
been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you
filled a dying man’s days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my
prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more but rests,
satisfied. In this time, right now, that is an enormous thing.

“You know, I’ve been having this recurring nightmare that this day
was coming,” she said. “I don’t know how you did this for so long.”

As we uncovered the patient, the scrub nurse, one with whom I
hadn’t worked before, said, “You on call this weekend, Doc?”
“Nope.” And possibly never again.
“Got any more cases today?”
“Nope.” And possibly never again.
“Shit, well, I guess that means this is a happy ending! Work’s done. I
like happy endings, don’t you, Doc?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I like happy endings.”

Science power is predicated on its inability to grasp the most central
aspects of human life: hope, fear, love, hate, beauty, envy, honor,
weakness, striving, suffering, virtue.

Yet the paradox is that scientific methodology is the product of
human hands and thus cannot reach some permanent truth. We build
scientific theories to organize and manipulate the world, to reduce
phenomena into manageable units.

ها هو الشاطئ أجمل ما يكون، وها هو ذا أنت أسقم ما تكون، وتمد يدك إلى شجر اليقطين، تمسح جروحك وتستر ضعفك، ثم تتقدم هونا في الطريق، وقد أورق رجاؤك ألطافا من روح الله، واشتد عطشك إلى نور الهداية، المسدد لخطواتك إلى الله؛ فجد الرجاء، وناجيت مولاك خاشعًا، راسمًا مبتغاك، وأنت ذرة تشق طريقها،

“آه منك يانفس ! اي حق عليك لله ! واي تبعه ! وها انت شارده ف متاهات اللهو تبنين قصور الوهم ف دار الخراب”

The secret is to know that the deck is stacked, that you will lose,
that your hands or judgment will slip, and yet still struggle to win for
your patients. You can’t ever reach perfection, but you can believe in an
asymptote toward which you are ceaselessly striving

At moments, the weight of it all became palpable. It was in the air,
the stress and misery. Normally, you breathed it in, without noticing it.
But some days, like a humid muggy day, it had a suffocating weight of
its own.

It was as if this were the moment God said, “Let there be light!” You could not help but feel your specklike existence against the immensity of the mountain, the earth, the universe, and yet still feel your own two feet on the talus, reaffirming your presence amid the grandeur.”

"I don't remember whether we then went on together or passed each other by, the difference between these two possibilities couldn't have been very great, but that is the past and should remain deep in the past. Is it nice at home?" Cordial greeting -Kafka

Dear frau Milena,

The rain which has been going on for two days and one night has just now stopped, of course probably only temporarily, but nonetheless an event worth celebrating, which I am doing by writing to you.

F Kafka

"Webster was much possessed by death .... And saw the skull beneath the skin.....And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward .....with a lipless grin."

—T. S. Eliot, “Whispers of Immortality”

"سبحانه إذا أعطاك أدهشك، وإذا أكرمك أذهلك...ومن ذا الذي لم يعطه العظيم ويكرمه الكريم، نحن في كل لحظة من حياتنا بل في كل جزء من اللحظة نستقبل من الهبات ما لا يمكن عده وإحصاؤه."

متعلقون نحن بالتراب لدرجة مخيفة

الوكيل

أي عمل تتوكل على الله فيه، انسه تماما، لأنك إن توكلت على الله فأنت وضعت ثقتك في من يملك الامور كلها

يا خفي الألطاف نجنا مما نخاف

لا إله إلا انت سبحانك إني كنت من الظالمين

إن ربا كفاك ما كان بالأمس

سيكفيك في غد ما يكون

كلمة الله وحدها كفيلة بأن تسكت أكبر اكاذيب الحياة،، في عمق كل إنسان، وفي داخل كل خلية، وحول كل شريان، أشياء تعرف الله جيدا، وتسجد له وتسبحه.