My Diary
"He Lives In Dream...Alone"
"a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs."
| — | Rainer Maria Rilke, from The 📓 Of A Monastic Life: I, 5 in “Rilke’s 📓 Of Hours: 😍 Poems To God” [translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy] |
"Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one centre of pain."
| — | Oscar Wilde, from De Profundis |
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