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“Spring brings the earth's tender trills...as the meadows bathed in sunlight...burst with tender greens.... There comes the song of awakening for the impossible becomes possible ...What seemed so dull, becomes a fragrant charm....and you fall in love with this earth again...What stayed colorless finds its color...and the pale roots are pale no more for the universe sings of an awakening....”

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“I got too close to Grace, overwhelmed, it exploded, Shattering my heart to a million mirrors. When I tried picking it all up, I found something, something more interesting and intriguing than what those shards could ever offer. Strange are the ways of grace, The seeming overwhelmed implosion was, in itself, an Act of Grace, leading me to the Treasure Hidden among the ruins of my heart.”

“على عكس طريقتنا في اختبار الطبيعة، التي نتعرَّف لقوانينها بعد اختباراتٍ؛ ينبغي لمن أراد اختبار ربّه الإيمان أولًا بنواميسه ثم اختبارها بعد ذلك إن شاء. ولا أبالغ حين أُقرر أنه كلما كان إيمانك بنواميسُه أرسخ؛ ازدادت احتمالات نجاح الاختبارات. إذ على قدر إيمانك بالله يكون حضوره في وعيك. فكلما ازداد إيمانك؛ ازداد حضوره كثافة في وعيك.”

“And then—but I suppose we'll be able to endure it somehow. To me, the strangest of all the strange things since 1914 is how we have all learned to accept things we never thought we could —to go on with life as a matter of course. [...] If one of them does not come back my heart will break—yet I go on and work and plan—yes, and even enjoy life by times. There are moments when we have real fun because, just for the moment, we don't think about things and then—we remember—and the remembering is worse than thinking of it all the time would have been.”

“It was nice to be out, despite the wind, and I decided to walk instead of taking the bus, enjoying what remained of the sun. There were plenty of other people with the same idea. It felt good to be part of a throng, and I took gentle pleasure in mingling. I dropped twenty pence into the paper cup of a man sitting on the pavement with a very attractive dog. I bought a fudge doughnut from Greggs and ate it as I walked. I smiled at a spectacularly ugly baby who was shaking his fist at me from a garish pushchair. Noticing details, that was good. Tiny slivers of life---they all added up and helped you to feel that you too could be a fragment, a little piece of humanity who usefully filled a space, however minuscule.”