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The fact that we think the way we speak is normal is the first clue that empathy is quite difficult (Seth Godin)

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It is wrong to expect a reward for your struggles (Phil Ochs)

Photo by  Jerry Kiesewetter  on  Unsplash It is wrong to expect a reward for your struggles. The reward is the act of struggle itself, not what you win. Even though you can't expect to defeat the absurdity of the world, you must make that attempt. That's morality, that's religion. That's art. That's life. Phil Ochs

Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined (Alexander Pope 1732)

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In order to control myself I must first accept myself by going with and not against my nature (Bruce Lee)

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It all meant something (Roy Hollingworth)

I’ve never seen anything quite so wonderful, so stirring, so uplifting, so joyous as when Gallagher and the band walked onstage. The whole place erupted, they all stood and they cheered and they yelled, and screamed, and they put their arms up, and they embraced. Then as one unit they put their arms into the air and gave peace signs. Without being silly, or overemotional, it was one of the most memorable moments of my life. It all meant something, it meant more than just rock 'n' roll, i t was something bigger, more valid than just that. Roy Hollingworth ( Melody Maker in Rory Rocks Belfast )

We’re entering a revolution of ideas while producing a generation that wants instructions instead (Seth Godin)

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An acoustic guitar playing gently beyond the hedgerow (Ian MacDonald)

Peder Mørk Mønsted: Reflections of spring To listen to Nick Drake is to step out of this world of pose and noise, and enter a quiet oak-panelled room, dappled with sunlight - a room opening, through French windows, into a lush garden, quiet because we're in the country, far from the sound of the city. It's summer, bees and birds are abroad in the shade, and, beyond the nearby trees, a soft tangle of voices and convivial laughter can be felt, along with the dipping of languid oars in the rushy river winding through cool woods and teeming meadows hereabouts: an English landscape with Gallic ghosts from Le Grand Meaulnes and La Maison de Claudine . And an acoustic guitar playing gently beyond the hedgerow in jazzy 5/4: River Man . Ian MacDonald (in Exiled From Heaven: The Unheard Message of Nick Drake )