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Andrei Rublev
St. Matthew the Evangelist
c. 1400
Francisco De Goya
Witches’ Flight
1798
Tomas Sanchez
Ailarse
2001
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Waq-waq Tree
Early 1600s
Pieter Bruegel the Elder
The Hunters in the Snow
1565
Hieronymus Bosch
The Garden of Early Delights
c. 1503
Frederic Edwin Church
Moonrise
1889
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“It is possible to be happy, even in a palace.”
—Marcus Aurelius (121 - 180 AD)
“If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?”
—Alexander Solzhenitsyn, The Gulag Archipelago 1918-1956, 1973
"Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God."
—Aeschylus (c. 525 – c. 456 BC)
“And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”
—John Steinbeck, East of Eden, 1952
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, 1925
“We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard...”
—John F. Kennedy, 1962
“You could never convince a monkey to give you a banana by promising him limitless bananas after death in monkey heaven.”
—Yuval Noah Harari, Sapiens, 2011
“Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand."
—Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina, 1878
“And so it goes...”
—Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five, 1969
“To fall in love with the world isn’t to ignore or overlook suffering, both human or otherwise. For me anyway, to fall in love with the world is to look up at the night sky and feel your mind swim before the beauty and the distance of the stars. It is to hold your children while they cry and watch the sycamore trees leaf out in June. When my breastbone starts to hurt, and my throat tightens and tears well in my eyes, I want to look away from feeling. I want to deflect with irony or anything else that will keep me from feeling directly. We all know how loving ends. But I want to fall in love with the world anyway, to let it crack me open. I want to feel what there is to feel while I am here.”
—John Green, The Anthropocene Reviewed, 2021
“When a child first catches adults out—when it first walks into his grave little head that adults do not always have divine intelligence, that their judgments are not always wise, their thinking true, their sentences just—his world falls into panic desolation. The gods are fallen and all safety gone. And there is one sure thing about the fall of gods: they do not fall a little; they crash and shatter or sink deeply into green muck. It is a tedious job to build them up again; they never quite shine. And the child's world is never quite whole again. It is an aching kind of growing.”