To be Right

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“It is very unnerving to be proven wrong, particularly when you are really right and the person who is really wrong is proving you wrong and proving himself, wrongly, right.” ~ Lemony Snicket

Insult to Injury

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A stiff apology is a second insult. The injured party does not want to be compensated because he has been wronged: he wants to be healed because he has been hurt.

~ G. K. Chesterton

Tempting Perfection

“In this temporal existence, perfection is an illusion, regardless of those who believe in its concept. Perfection is devoid of any value.

Perfection, after all, implies you’ve reached the zenith. There is no possibility or potentiality. There is no room for imagination. There is no ability to visualize a concept.

Perfection is limited by its own nature, which in short, is zero.”  ~ Lionel Suggs

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Virtuous Virtue

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“I’m helped by a gentle notion from Buddhist psychology, that there are “near enemies” to every great virtue—reactions that come from a place of care in us, and which feel right and good, but which subtly take us down an ineffectual path.

Sorrow is a near enemy to compassion and to love. It is borne of sensitivity and feels like empathy. But it can paralyze and turn us back inside with a sense that we can’t possibly make a difference.

The wise Buddhist anthropologist and teacher Roshi Joan Halifax calls this a “pathological empathy” of our age. In the face of magnitudes of pain in the world that come to us in pictures immediate and raw, many of us care too much and see no evident place for our care to go. But compassion goes about finding the work that can be done. Love can’t help but stay present”  ~ Krista Tippett

Life Ablaze

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“I would rather be ashes than dust!

I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stiffled by dry-rot.

I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.

The function of man is to life, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.”

~ Jack London