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Not all those who wander are lost.
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Everyone is always going through tough things, the irony in it is that everyone thinks what they're going through is just as hard as what you are. Life isn't about surviving this, it's about understanding this.
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It’s like spotting a unicorn at the zoo.
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Then there’s that one time when it clicks and hits you, and you just can’t walk away.
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You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever I was doing was right, that I was winning.
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How would you explain the miracle of my life to me?
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I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us.
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Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
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One person's 'barbarian' is another person's 'just doing what everybody else is doing.'
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Remember the quiet wonders. The world has more need of them than it has for warriors.
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When life leaves something to be desired.
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People always ask me: "Son what does it take to reach out and touch your dreams?" To them I always say: "Are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"
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Life begins on the other side of despair.
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May we all find our way.
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We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
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Raging furies and shrieking sounds of dystopian surroundings are acquainting us with the gentle, cosmic rhythms of an extraneous world. They are a soothing relief and let us listen to the voices of our inner world.
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I go to seek a Great Perhaps.
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Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run....but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant....
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So this is for us.
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Every man must die. But first he must live.
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No More Games. No More Walking. No More Fun. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted.
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Strolling on a path, like riding a bicycle, is best done by not giving it a glancing thought.
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If God exists, He is not to be believed in.
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Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.
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Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled - to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.
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Other drunks have seen pink elephants.
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I think it says something about human nature that the only form of life we have created so far is purely destructive.
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Wanderlust is like itchy feet. It’s when you can’t settle down. But Wanderlove is much deeper than that . . . it’s a compulsion. It’s the difference between lust and love.
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The mind - your ego, personal beliefs, history, and identity - is all that ends at death. And who needs it?
