The core of literature is the idea of tragedy you don't really learn much from the good things that happen to you
If we do not know ourselves in the waking world what chance in dreams?
Keep a little fire burning however small however hidden
You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from
Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting
Guard your time fiercely be generous with it but be intentional about it
Love in truth doesn't need any other adjectives it doesn't require modifiers it doesn't require the condition of perfection it only asks that you show up and do your best
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