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“Growth emerges from the capacity to live so fully and identically in multiple dimensions....the power to courageously live in the past, present and future all in this life ....despite the grief and loss that struck you hard.... The wisdom that springs from such growth is acknowledged through a conscious refusal to dwell either in the past, present or future ....fpr growth comes not from a static way of living but from a dynamic one...from the sense of an essential boundary between what once happened...what is happening and what will happen in the days yet to come....Growth emerges from the ability to picture a wider horizon ...for life just does not come from the past, present or future...but a collection of moments lived, living and yet to live in th e years to come....”

“You will never be drawn to my world and I will never be drawn to your world, and that's what keeps us emotionally disconnected. I wander in a world of still waters and starry skies and you wander in the world of sophistication and class, power and politics. I speak the language of moon and stars and You speak the language of assets and ownership, and that's what will keep us emotionally unpaired.”

“It was a moment of despair, it was a moment of dream...when one chapter ended, so another could begin. It was a moment of darkness, it was a moment of light when the night ended so dawn could show its face. It was the finest of emotions, it was the coarsest of feelings when you released what tormented you yet delighted you at the same time. It was the moment of tearing, it was the moment of meeting...when the old self fell into pieces and the new one revealed in light..”

“Let me ask you.... what pulls you into life ...when you gulp inside the hardest of ache...let me ask you.....how you still go on living... knowing the roots have grown so dull....let me ask you ....how you continue living...knowing every walk has become the hardest slog..... for beneath the leaves are the memories... you carefully pushed aside...let me ask you how you meet your eyes when all that you housed inside....is still breathing and burning you alive.....could it be a joy on the other side of loss....could it be a dream on the other side of despair.....”