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Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.

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The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
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God Light One Liner Prayer
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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Dance Exception
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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Death Life Oneself Remember Yourself
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
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Growth Poet
Every experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.
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Beyond Escape Experience
In my end is my beginning.
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Beginning End Myself
I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.
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Greatness Learning Let Go Myself
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
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Garden Memories Rose
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
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Deep Love
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Fear Feeling Grief Music
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
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Bad Enough Possible
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Sanity Suffering World
We must not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time.
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Exploration Place Time Travel
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
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Knowledge Life Live Lost Wisdom

Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.

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