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He Had Discovered That The Choice Between Self-love Or Love Of Something Other Than Self Offers No Escape From Suffering Either Way, It Is Merely A Choice Between Two Woundings, Of The Pride Or Of The Heart.

Being Ill Makes You Feel What Well People Call Sentimental, But What You Feel Is Nonetheless Genuine Whatever They Call It.

To Be Sorry And Glad Together Is To Be Perceptive To The Richness Of Life.

As This World Becomes Increasingly Ugly, Callous And Materialistic It Needs To Be Reminded That The Old Fairy Stories Are Rooted In Truth, That Imagination Is Of Value, That Happy Endings Do, In Fact, Occur, And That The Blue Spring Mist That Make An Ugly Street Look Beautiful Is Just As Real A Thing As The Street Itself.

Our Home, Our Special Country, Is For All Of Us The Place Where We Find Liberation; A Very Difficult Word ... That Tries To Describe Something That Can't Be Described But Is The Only Thing Worth Having.