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“He just can't let her go it's not the sound of her laugh or the softness of her skin that he misses the most it's the way she loved him like no one ever has the way she held him when he was hurting her the way she felt his pain like it was her own and he just wasn't ready to let all of that go yet this morning he opened his eyes and she was gone”

“He had felt viable being near her or knowing she was listening to him or having the comfort of their casual meeting within a dream. With her, he simply and effortlessly felt better. They all felt better, unburdened, cared for, and heard. Being connected to her eased his suffering as he gave her his. It was only when she began to drown in the cumulation of commingled torments that to save whatever part of her was left, she disconnected, and when she did, his suffering returned and remained with him longer than she had. But instead of saving herself, it was the additional burden of her own anguish from letting them all go that took her breath and inevitably pulled her under.”

“Welcher Vater, welcher Lehrer hat ihn davor schützen können, selbst das Leben zu leben, selbst sich mit dem Leben zu beschmutzen, selbst Schuld auf sich zu laden, selbst den bitteren Trank zu trinken, selber seinen Weg zu finden? Glaubst du denn, Lieber, dieser Weg bleibe irgend jemandem vielleicht erspart? Vielleicht deinem Söhnchen, weil du es liebst, weil du ihm gern Leid und Schmerz und Enttäuschung ersparen möchtest? Aaber auch wenn du zehnmal für ihn stürbest, würdest du ihm nicht den kleinsten Teil seines Schicksals damit abnehmen können.”

“... love and fear can sometimes feel the same, but each will lead a person to take different actions. When a decision h as to be made, fear usually motivates me to choose what is best for me, whereas love motivates me to choose what is best for another person. Fear urges me to hang on, white knuckled, to what is mine, while love can actually lead me to let go.... when you hold something you love tightly to your chest for fear of losing it, you actually risk crushing it against you.”

“Ulis, he prayed, abandoning the set words, let my anger die with him. Let both of us be freed from the burden of his actions. Even if I cannot forgive him, help me not to hate him. Ulis was a cold god, a god of night and shadows and dust. His love was found in emptiness, his kindness in silence. And that was what Maia needed. Silence, coldness, kindness. He focused his thoughts carefully on the familiar iconography, the image of Ulis’s open hands; the god of letting go was surely the god who would listen to an unwilling emperor. Help me not to feel hatred, he prayed, and after a while it became easier to ask that Dazhis find peace, that Maia’s anger not be added to the weight against his soul.”

“We amass material things for the same reason that we eat - to satisfy a craving. Buying on impulse and eating and drinking to excess are attempts to alleviate stress. From observing my clients, I have noticed that when they discard excess clothing, their tummies tend to slim down, when they discard books and documents, their minds become clearer, when they reduce the number of cosmetics and tidy up the area around the sink and bath, their complexion tends to become clear and their skin smooth. -p226”