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Também no interior do corpo a treva é profunda, e contudo o sangue chega ao coração, o cérebro é cego e pode ver, é surdo e ouve, não tem mãos e alcança, o homem claro está, é o labirinto de si mesmo. ↗

— José Saramago

#death

Ora, a solidão, ainda vai ter de aprender muito para saber o que isso é, Sempre vivi só, Também eu, mas a solidão não é viver só, a solidão é não sermos capazes de fazer companhia a alguém ou a alguma coisa que está dentro de nós, a solidão não é uma árvore no meio duma planície onde só ela esteja, é a distância entre a seiva profunda e a casca, entre a folha e a raiz, Você está a tresvariar, tudo quanto menciona está ligado entre si, aí não há nenhuma solidão, Deixemos a árvore, olhe para dentro de si e veja a solidão, Como disse o outro, solitário andar por entre a gente, Pior do que isso, solitário estar onde nem nós próprios estamos. ↗

— José Saramago

#death

But we had a pretty diversified portfolio of businesses around the world and things tended to offset each other. But one or two years ago, we had a lot of things happening at the same time. ↗

— Jim Cantalupo

#around #businesses #diversified #each #had

You can feel the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain-- no matter how smart or accomplished--they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love and a peaceful heart. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#inspirational #faith

Truth is paradox and suffering is ironic. It's ironic that people who lead dull, safe and boring lives want to impose safety measures on everything in order to live their dull lives longer. And it's paradoxical that the heart of true life lies in knowing death and danger. It's only when you are prepared to risk your very life that you start living. ↗

— Chobo

#death

I think I've just lost five pounds in fear sweat." Peabody mopped at her face. "Now I want a cannoli. I don't know why." With a laugh, Roarke shifted to grin at her. "I'll buy you a dozen, precious." "Cannolis, for God's sake. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#in-death-series #jd-robb #peabody #roarke #death

Listen, gods die when they are forgotten. People too. But the land's still here. The good places, and the bad. The land isn't going anywhere. And neither am I. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#gods #land #people #death

This was before voice mail, recorded phone messages you can't escape. Life was easier then. You just didn't pick up the phone. ↗

— Joyce Carol Oates

#life #nostalgia #technology #telephone #communication

Sigh like the wind--open your arms, your chest, your heart--and all creatures will hum to you. ↗

— Penelope Smith

#inspirational #positive #communication

This time, Fusako was able to express herself with fluency and candor. The bold letters she had been writing week after week had granted her an unexpected new freedom. ↗

— Yukio Mishima

#dating #letter-writing #letters #love #relationships