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For now we see through a glass, darkly.
Ends and beginnings—there are no such things. There are only middles.
This visible world is but a picture of the invisible, wherein, as in a portrait, things are not truly, but in equivocal shapes.
“It’s impossible to love and be wise.”
Where there is a great deal of light, the shadows are deeper. JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE
‘History, with all her volumes vast, hath but one page.’
Love changed everything.
Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. SAMUEL JOHNSON
There could be pockets of normal even in the middle of the awful.
