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This is the first and most important lesson every writer learns, that words are ever only a memory of the thing itself. Like catching sunlight in your cupped hands so you have it later when the dark comes on. Sometimes, the words, the memory of the light are all we have to keep us steady until the night ends.
– Brian Andreas, Story of the Day
I don’t know Who — or what — put the question, I don’t know when it was put. I don’t even remember answering. But at some moment I did answer Yes to Someone — or Something — and from that hour I was certain that existence is meaningful and that, therefore, my life, in self-surrender, had a goal.
– Dag Hammarskjöld