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We are perfectly capable of feeling acute self-pity about more minor predicaments at home or at work on a daily basis. Yet the biggest predicament of all goes by, for the most part, not consciously worried about. At bottom, wrote Freud - sweepingly, as usual, but in this case persuasively - no one believes in his own death.
— Mar 21, 2026 10:01PM
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Society itself is essentially a "codified hero system" - a structure of customs, traditions and laws that we have designed to help us feel part of something bigger, and longer lasting, than a mere human life.
— Mar 22, 2026 06:55AM
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In Becker's view, all religions, all political movements and national identities, all business ventures, all charitable activity and all artistic pursuits are nothing but "immortality projects," desperate efforts to break free if deaths gravitational pull.
— Mar 22, 2026 06:54AM
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There is a greater correlation between perfectionism and suicide, research suggests, than between feelings of hopelessness and suicide.
"Zen transmits its legacy from this deeper place. It is a different kind of failure: the Great Failure, a boundless surrender. Nothing to hold on to, and nothing to lose." Natalie Goldberg
— Mar 21, 2026 09:50PM
"Zen transmits its legacy from this deeper place. It is a different kind of failure: the Great Failure, a boundless surrender. Nothing to hold on to, and nothing to lose." Natalie Goldberg
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Calling a desire bad names doesn't get rid of it. - Watts
— Mar 21, 2026 08:20PM
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The cucumber is bitter? Put it down, Marcus advises. There are brambles in the path? Step to one side. That is enough, without also asking: How did these things come into the world at all?
— Mar 14, 2026 08:43AM
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Never have I trusted Fortune, writes Seneca, even when she seemed to be at peace. All her generous bounties - money office influence - I deposited where she could ask for them back without disturbing me.
— Mar 14, 2026 08:38AM
