Quotes

  • Philosophy – “The Reason to say ‘Men and Women’, in that Order” – 11/28/2020

    “Life cannot be born, without a beginning to pain, for no woman could end it without first a care for her own.” – Modern Romanticism Why has there been a change, to now say, “Women and men”, in that order? It is no by means a sexist remark to believe it should be the opposite.…

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  • “Do we ever forget who we love? Or, do we ever forget who loves us? Are we to reduce ourselves to the selfish fool, who cannot appreciate the selfless gesture of kindness? It is in our pain, that trust has died, not ever love. Love does not become torn apart, for that is not what…

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  • “Here, the scientist might say to love, among prayer, among God, that such things are impractical. Yet, it cannot be more obvious. Nothing of love, is practical, is utilitarian; so why would a scientist say such words so apparent? Is there ever ‘evidence’ for love, being metaphysical? Does not the scientist work with physical components,…

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  • Philosophy – “The ‘Uselessness’ of Prayer” – 11/26/2020

    “Though, it shouldn’t be, that through our innate comprehension of love, we’d ‘make use’ of that loved one, whether they’d be God, or of family to friendship.” – Modern Romanticism Do we love God? Do we love our friends? Our families? Could we love the source to all love? It is in the understanding of…

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  • “To the woman, whose graceful shape is often seen by the man as perpetually imperfect, is merely the onset to wasted time. When he hurls criticism, though never corrects, it is that he stares to her external mask. Nothing is corrected, for that mask is the attempt by her for correction’s sake. He’ll not ever…

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  • Empathy Talk – “Why Suicide is the FINAL Choice” – 11/10/2020

    “Whenever does the choice become clear to the awareness of finality? It is received upon the last effort to control, out of the lack of it.” – Modern Romanticism It is to the suicidal person, that a lack of control is their way to say that the end will be their way to have it…

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  • “We say that love remains, calling our hurts forward, due to that trust was betrayed. We say we hurt, out of betrayed trust, due only to love being the haunt, being the memory that remains. Though, to love, divided from trust, it is to the former where we place the certainty of it. Not ever…

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  • “What leader is such, when their goal is not upon the future, though upon the passing moments? Their aim, in that sense, would be to freeze everyone in place, so that the future receives more anxiety than does the moment.” – Modern Romanticism Whatever fool believes one should “live for the moment”, pertaining to a…

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  • Philosophy – “To Define Imperfection” – 11/8/2020

    “Forgiveness cannot perceive fault, making all that possesses error go unsegregated from the perfected.” – Modern Romanticism Forgiveness perceives nothing of imperfection, that it might always be aligned with the perfect. A perfected thing, is always in the awareness of love. Love, to its essence, is always for the imperfect to become its very opposite.…

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  • Repetition is not ever in the comprehension of who needs their necessity. A necessity of something so needed, will not be met through repetition. For those who speak highly of mass production, in its relation to equal distribution, cannot ever tell of quality to that necessity. To need something of the time it is required,…

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  • “I reckon it’s the same as sleep, that to wait for it, with deliberate intent, makes it never arrive. How can patience be the thing for a dream, for a reality in the making of art, when it recreates itself into frustration? Believing ourselves to be Creators, will always make the waiting kind, when we…

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  • “It is love, overwritten by the importance of trust, that we say the former might die, while buried alive. For we are to trust the one we reveal all of ourselves to, making love merely the buried background of a sun that warms our backs. We do not see love, yet we feel it. Though,…

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