"Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die."

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Source : Harriet Monroe, Morton Dauwen Zabel, George Dillon, Karl Jay Shapiro, Henry Rago (1943). “Poetry”

Karl Shapiro

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“...guilt leads to righteous action, but rarely is it the right action.”
“No human is perfect; we all have our hidden sins. Hypocrisy is to delude yourself into denying your own sins and allow arrogance to grow within you.”
“Choices are like connecting highways. They all take you to the same place. Some just take longer to get there.”

Source : "Fictional character: Frankie". "Dream for an Insomniac", www.imdb.com. 1996.
“A mule will labor ten years willingly and patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once.”

Source : William Faulkner (2011). “Flags in the Dust: The complete text of Faulkner's third novel, which appeared in a cut version as Sartoris”, p.290, Vintage
“If this advertisement be not sufficient, I can only protrude my wormlike tendrils of apology, craving forbearance on the grounds that a writer must write about what he knows, and since I know nothing about any subject it scarcely matters where I dabble.”

Source : William T. Vollmann (1994). “Butterfly Stories: A Novel”, p.3, Grove Press
“I believe in God as I believe in my friends, because I feel the breath of His affections, feel His invisible hand, drawing me, leading me, grasping me; because I possess an inner consciousness of a particular Providence and of a universal mind that marks out for me the course of my own destiny.”
“I'm a blues guy and I listen to blues all the time and blues is timeless.”

Source : Source: www.theaquarian.com
“And is an ending always bad? it asked. Must not all things, even worlds, someday end?"There is no need to hasten that end," Vin said. "No reason to force it."All things are subject to their own nature, Vin, Ruin said, seeming to flow around her. She could feel its touch upon her - wet and delicate, like mist. You cannot blame me for being what I am. Without me, nothing would end. Nothing could end. And therefore, nothing could grow. I am life. Would you fight life itself?”

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