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Quote by David Foster Wallace

“Every two or three generations the world gets vastly different, and the context in which you have to learn how to be a human being, or to have good relationships, or decide whether or not there is a God, or decide whether there’s such a thing as love, and whether it’s redemptive, become vastly different. And the structures with which you can communicate those dilemmas, or have characters struggle with them, seem to become appropriate and then inappropriate again and so on.”

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David Foster Wallace

American novelist known for his unique literary style and profound insights into modern life. His works include 'Infinite Jest' and 'The Broom of the System'. more

“It's so weird to live in this world. What a bizarre tension to care deeply about the refugee crisis in Syria and also about Gilmore Girls. It is so disorienting to fret over aged-out foster kids while saving money for a beach vacation. Is it even okay to have fun when there is so much suffering in our communities and churches and world? What does it say about us when we love things like sports, food, travel, and fashion in a world plagued with hunger and human trafficking?”

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Book:Of Mess and Moxie: Wrangling Delight Out of This Wild and Glorious Life

Source: Of Mess and Moxie: Wrangling Delight Out of This Wild and Glorious Life

“You won’t solve your problems by drowning others in them.”

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Book:Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

Source: Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

“We need to have a quintessence belief that our deed can fundamentally change the paradigm or way of thinking about dilemmas.”

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Author:Prof.Salam Al Shereida

“From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, ... I wanted each and everyone of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”