Because of this mixture of traits, these twins called Genius and Madness often appear to be the same thing.
ABERJHANIBecause of this mixture of traits, these twins called Genius and Madness often appear to be the same thing.
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The ecstatic beauty and soulful grace of Rumi’s poetry inspires human hearts to believe in possibilities beyond the predictably fatal.
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Love as a concrete foundation for an authentically functional civilization requires the around-the-clock labors of forgiveness. Without it, Love fails
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The word ‘survivor’ carries a weight of remembrance that has broken the minds and bodies of more than a few men and women.
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The definitive freedom-sustaining and life-enhancing principles of democracy in living action.
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A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable.
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In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.
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An outrageous instinct to love and be loved blinded your arms to lines of propriety
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What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?
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Dare to love yourself as if you were a rainbow with gold at both ends.
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Careful studies of cases dealing with supposed ‘mental disorder’ have at times revealed that many thought to be insane or warped in some fashion were actually simply highly sensitive individuals.
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When a reader enters the pages of a book of poetry, he or she enters a world where dreams transform the past into knowledge
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As life in general constituted much pain in the form of struggles against poverty, disease, ignorance, and emotional anguish,
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The more we ignore its potential to bring greater balance and deeper meaning to human existence
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Literary genres and techniques tend to take form in one’s mind somewhat the way computer templates provide form for different computer tasks.
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That good gardener, who wept thorns plowing his fields – harvests grace with joy.
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