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Life is a caravan, and on this journey we sleep in many tents. Tomorrow I shall sleep in a different tent.
It's one thing to be helpless as one tries to lace a corset or to mount an elephant, quite another to be helpless as a bandit pushes a black steel knife against the flesh of your throat while his brother comes to join him.
This is desire, daughter, the endless piercing that informs the universe throughout eternity,
Maybe he loves her. Maybe he wishes to have her forever, maybe he wishes that she could be his bride. Even then he might lose much to be with her-his properties, his position. But next to his love for her, what meaning do they have? He would be a fool to treasure dead gold more then a live heart.
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I think we were very foolish, you and I.
I do not dream anymore, nor do I sleep. My days are empty, my nights endless. My only thought is of her, this murderer. But despite what you say, she brings me life.
The road is not certain, and the end of the journey cannot be seen.
You can't trust even thieves these days.
Things are best that way, Deoga. Forgetting, not remembering. You Farangs become encumbered with your past. The past drives you mad. It keeps you from acting sensibly.
Leave me now as one leaves a corpse ... with regret, and memories, but without a second look.
Jews ate the English nation to its bones.
To worship means to feel distance. But God is not distant.
The dew on the leaves before the sun rises.
The silence before the cock crows.
The eggshell not yet broken by its chick.
Not what is, but what might be.
On suicide:
Those are vanities, child. They cause immeasurable suffering in this life and all future lives. Who knows, perhaps you have been given this harsh portion because of misdeeds in some past life.
Here in this old palace, untouched by the winds of change, here maybe some magic happens, for a little while. But the day must come when she will walk the road across the lake, and on that day, in the sad, heartless world on the other shore, you know it cannot last she is a slave.
