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“Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
Samuel Beckett
As T. S. Eliot wrote, in a brilliant and painstaking way: I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope, For hope would be hope for the wrong thing: wait without love for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
David Whyte • The Heart Aroused: Poetry and the Preservation of the Soul in Corporate America
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
— George Eliot, 1879
— George Eliot, 1879
Dylano | Essayful • Tweet
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being—for what being can be stranger than oneself, or act more inexplicably?
Gene Wolfe • The Urth of the New Sun: The sequel to 'The Book of the New Sun'
what am I without those who understand me?