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Current-borne, wave-flung, tugged hugely by the whole might of ocean, the jellyfish drifts in the tidal abyss.
Those whom heaven helps we call the sons of heaven. They do not learn this by learning. They do not work it by working. They do not reason it by using reason. To let understanding stop at what cannot be understood is a high attainment. Those who cannot do it will be destroyed on the lathe of heaven. —CHUANG TSE: XXIII
The man struck her as not exactly feeble-minded, but revoltingly simple. She cleared her throat.
A person is defined solely by the extent of his influence over other people, by the sphere of his interrelationships; and morality is an utterly meaningless term unless defined as the good one does to others, the fulfilling of one’s function in the sociopolitical whole.
Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
There is a bird in a poem by T. S. Eliot who says that mankind cannot bear very much reality; but the bird is mistaken. A man can endure the entire weight of the universe for eighty years. It is unreality that he cannot bear.
“I’ll be back in ten minutes. E’nememen Asfah,” Orr said to his employer as he went for his raincoat. “Take evening,” the Alien said. “There is time. There are returns. To go is to return.”
