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Quote by Erich Fromm

“The whole life of the individual is nothing but the process of giving birth to himself; indeed, we should be fully born when we die - although it is the tragic fate of most individuals to die before they are born.”

Book:The Sane Society

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The Sane Society

This book delves into the concepts of societal expectations and their impact on individual sanity, offering a critical analysis of the intersection between culture and mental well-being. more

Author

Erich Fromm

Erich Fromm, born on March 23, 1900 in Germany and died on March 18, 1980, was a renowned psychologist. His research covered a wide range of fields including anthropology, philosophy, and religion, particularly known for his studies on human psychology and interpersonal relationships. more

“Lemon quince gently adrift at sunrise, Sweet harbinger, warmth will grace the near days. Playful breezes spin to catch fragrant sighs, From blooming buds rustling, soft floral sways, Nestled betwixt mighty branched leaves of green, Starry white petals uncoil, one by one; Stretching to drench in rays of late spring’s scene, Fanned floral saucers revive, ‘neath the sun. A strong gust shivers the splendid display, Dusting blissful, dulcet notes through the air; Wayward leaves wander, and scatter astray, Like weightless flutter of butterfly flair. Tumbling relics of a burgeoned giant, Magnolia renewed, abloom, defiant.”

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Author:Marie Helen Abramyan

“We all live with our own lies - that is why somebody else’s truth changes so much.”

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Book:Profound Reverie

Source: Profound Reverie

“We've carried too far every broken heart.”

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Book:Profound Reverie

Source: Profound Reverie

“The moon has two worlds beguiled, like parents clutching a child, pulling at her to and fro, neither willing to let go. when she is torn half in your sky, you see how far apart we lie. no matter how long we kiss, the space between us is not ripe for this. and when your moon is waxing full, all of faerie feels the pull. she draws us close to you, so bright. and now a visit for a night is easier than walking through a door or stepping off a ship that’s near a shore. twas thus while wandering in the wild, you found Felurian, manning child. there are a thousand half-cracked doors that lead between my world and yours. while she is full you may still laugh, but know there is a darker half. a clever mortal fears the night without a hint of sweet moonlight. on such a night, each step you take might catch you in the dark moon’s wake, and pull you all unwitting into fae. where you will have no choice but to stay. I do this so you cannot help but hear. a wise man views a moonless night with fear.”