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“एकपटक लडेर नराम्ररी घाइते भएको, चोट खाएको मान्छे उठेर नहिँड्दासम्म उसलाई त्यो गर्नसक्छु भन्ने आत्मविश्वास हुँदैन ।”

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Book:अर्को देशमा [Arko Deshma]
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“If one has known poverty and suffering – not that genteel poverty of slender purse and shabby carpets – but the brutal poverty where the larder is oft-times empty, and where the frost lines the wall of one’s humble dwelling; then indeed it would seem that only love alone keeps the blood from congealing, then it is not so hard to understand the courage and endurance of the pioneer.”

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Author:Laura Goodman Salverson
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“Our  truest  selves  will  always  be  found  through  our worst  times  in  our  lives.  Through  the  worst  and darkest  time,  I  met  a  gentle  soul,  but  powerful woman  of  God.  She  was  one  of  those  warriors battling  for  God’s  sons  and  daughters.  She became  my  spiritual  mentor,  more  so,  a  great woman  that  imparted  in  me  a  bravery,  that  spoke life  and  endurance  into  my  spirit.”

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Book:Redeeming Soul
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“It is often argued that religion is valuable because it makes men good, but even if this were true it would not be a proof that religion is true. That would be an extension of pragmatism beyond endurance. Santa Claus makes children good in precisely the same way, and yet no one would argue seriously that the fact proves his existence. The defense of religion is full of such logical imbecilities. The theologians, taking one with another, are adept logicians, but every now and then they have to resort to sophistries so obvious that their whole case takes on an air of the ridiculous. Even the most logical religion starts out with patently false assumptions. It is often argued in support of this or that one that men are so devoted to it that they are willing to die for it. That, of course, is as silly as the Santa Claus proof. Other men are just as devoted to manifestly false religions, and just as willing to die for them. Every theologian spends a large part of his time and energy trying to prove that religions for which multitudes of honest men have fought and died are false, wicked, and against God.”

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Book:Minority Report
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“The breath of wind that moved them was still chilly on this day in May; the flowers gently resisted, curling up with a kind of trembling grace and turning their pale stamens towards the ground. The sun shone through them, revealing a pattern of interlacing, delicate blue veins, visible through the opaque petals; this added something alive to the flower's fragility, to it's ethereal quality, something almost human ,in the way that human can mean frailty and endurance both at the same time. The wind could ruffle these ravishing creations but it couldn't destroy them, or even crush them; they swayed there, dreamily; they seemed ready to fall but held fast to their slim strong branches-...”

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Author:Irène Némirovsky
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“I met Suffering on a quiet road, just as the sun was setting behind me. Its presence was heavy, like an old coat I had worn for too long. It walked beside me, its voice a whisper carried by the wind. "I know your name," it murmured. "I've been with you for years, through the nights you couldn’t sleep, through the prayers that felt unheard. I know every tear you've shed." I sighed, staring down at the worn path beneath my feet. "I know," I admitted. "You've been my shadow. But why do you stay? Why do you cling to me?" Suffering chuckled, low and knowing. "I don’t choose to stay," it said. "I grow where wounds refuse to heal. Where doubt lingers, where fear feeds the soul. I am not your captor, only your reflection." I stopped walking, the weight of its words settling into my bones. "But I’ve fought. I’ve tried. I’ve prayed for light, for peace. And yet, here you are." Suffering tilted its head, watching me. "And yet, here YOU are," it said. "Still standing. Still walking. Have you ever wondered why?" The question caught me off guard. I turned to face it, really looking for the first time. Suffering was not as menacing as I once believed. It was worn and tired, just like me. A teacher, perhaps, but not a master. "I see now," I said softly. "You are not my enemy. But you are not my home, either." Suffering gave a slow nod. "You understand then." I took a deep breath, straightening my shoulders as the sky deepened into night. "I do. And I choose to thrive." Suffering stilled, then smiled. “You’ve learned my lesson; now walk with God. I do not vanish, but I will bend, For you have chosen to keep growing, my friend.”

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Author:Sanjo Jendayi
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