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“You weren’t meant for the ice, you weren’t made for the pain. The world that lives inside of me was not the world you 75 Existence were meant to contain. You were meant for castles and living in the sun. The cold running through me should have made you run. Yet you stay. Holding onto me, yet you stay, reaching out a hand that I push away. The cold is not meant for you yet you stay, you stay, you stay. When I know it’s not right for you. The ice fills my veins and I can’t feel the pain, yet you’re there like the heat that sends me screaming in fear. I can’t feel the warmth I need to feel the ice. I want to hold it all in and numb it till I can’t feel the knife. Your heat threatens to melt it all and I know I can’t bear the pain if the ice melts away. So I push you away and I scream out your name and I know I can’t need you yet you give anyway and I run wishing you would run too. Yet you stay. Holding onto me yet you stay reaching out a hand that I push away. The cold is not meant for you yet you stay, you stay, you stay. When I know it’s not right for you. The blackness is my shield. I pull it closer still. You’re the light that I hide from, the light that I hate. You’re the light to this darkness and I can’t let you stay. I need the dark around me like I need the ice in my veins. The cold is my healer. The cold is my safe place. You aren’t welcome with your heat you don’t belong beside me. I hate you yet I love, I don’t want you yet I need you. The dark will always be my cloak and you are the threat to unveil my pain, so leave. Leave and erase the memories. I need to face the life that’s meant for me. Don’t stay and ruin all my plans. You can’t have my soul I’m not a man. The empty vessel I dwell in is not meant to feel the heat you bring. I push you away and I push you away. Yet you stay.”

“Mancher, der jemandem eine Gefälligkeit erwiesen hat, ist sogleich bei der Hand, sie ihm in Rechnung zu stellen; ein anderer ist zwar dazu nicht sogleich bereit, denkt sich aber doch denselben in anderer Hinsicht als seinen Schuldner und hat den geleisteten Dienst immer in Gedanken. Ein dritter dagegen weiß gewissermaßen nicht einmal, was er geleistet hat; er ist dem Weinstocke gleich, der Trauben trägt und nichts weiter will, zufrieden, daß er seine Frucht gegeben hat. Wie ein Pferd, das dahin rennt, ein Hund nach der Jagd und eine Biene, die ihren Honig bereitet: so der Mensch, der Gutes getan hat; er posaunt es nicht aus, sondern schreitet zu einem andern guten Werke, wie der Weinstock sich berankt, um zu seiner Zeit wieder Trauben zu tragen.”

“Rabindranath Tagore’s Vision of a Free India: Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high; Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls; … Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; … Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake. Quoted in "Passage from India to America: Billionaire Engineers, Extremist Politics & Advantage to Canada & China." By Ignatius Chithelen”

“Our crab pots are out front, and Francis has fixed a big metal barrel right on the beach. He lights a good fire to get the water boiling, and after the crabs are cooked, we women sit on the patio shucking until we have a mountain of meat in the middle of the table. We stir up buckets of cocktail sauce from catsup, mayonnaise, Worcestershire, lemon juice, and celery salt, and the kids come running. They eat on their towels on the sand, soaking up as much sun as possible to get them through the next winter.”

“Vi è sotto la società, insistiamo, e vi sarà sempre, fino al giorno in cui l'ignoranza non sarà del tutto scomparsa, la grande caverna del male. Questa caverna è al di sotto di tutte, ed è nemica di tutte. È l'odio senza eccezioni. [...]Questa caverna ha come scopo l'inabissamento di tutto. Di tutto. Comprese le caverne superiori, che essa esecra. Essa non mina solamente, nel suo odioso brulicare, il presente ordine sociale; essa mina la filosofia, la scienza, il diritto, il pensiero umano, la civiltà, la rivoluzione, il progresso. Si chiama semplicemente furto, prostituzione, omicidio e assassinio. Essa è tenebra, e vuole il caos. La sua vòlta è fatta d'ignoranza.”