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When Christoph Niemann stumbled on a “Fresh Air” interview with Maurice Sendak, wild things started to transpire.
“We never know what is going to happen, do we? Life is always throwing us this way and that. That’s where the adventure is. Not knowing where you’ll end up or how you’ll fare. It’s all a mystery, and when we say any different, we’re just lying to ourselves. Tell me, when have you felt most alive?”
—Eowyn Ivey, The Snow Child (Back Bay Books, 2012)(via Goodreads)
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The Expelled, Samuel Beckett
Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little. That is to say, you must think of them for a while, a good while, every day several times a day, until they sink forever in the mud.
—The Expelled, Samuel Beckett (via lifeinpoetry)
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—Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via lazyyogi)
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Everything Include it!
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