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No one decides where they were born. Our birthplace was decided by fate. You were born here... I was born there. What divides us? A border is an idea decided by the lucky. Today you sit in the seat of the fortunate. Just remember what put you there; fate. What is fate but the hand of God.

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Just be sure to notice the collateral beauty.

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We don’t get to choose who we love or who loves us back. And that means you’re powerless to me as long as you’re alive, because I’m the fabric of life. I’m within you. I’m within everything.

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I’m in all of it –– I’m the darkness and the light; I’m the sunshine and the storm… I’m also here now in your pain. I’m the reason for everything. I’m the only “why.” Don’t try and live without me.

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LOVE is an experience of infinity.

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You don’t like it when I’m sad? I can be other things –– I can be happy… I can be unexpected and unpredictable… and sexy and warm and mysterious and home.

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If you circumambulated every holy shrine in the world ten times, it would not get you to heaven as quickly as controlling your anger.

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BELIEVE yourself a Whole. These needs, these desires, these faculties— This of eating and drinking, the great pleasure of food, the need of sex-converse and of renewal in and from the bodies of others; The faculty of sight, the wonderful panorama of the visible, and of hearing; The inquisitive roaming brain, the love of society and good fellowship; The joy of contest, the yearnings of Religion, the mystic impulses of night, of Nature, of solitude; All these and a thousand other impulses, capacities, determinations, are indeed Yourself—the output and evidence and delineation of Yourself. They cannot (in any permanent sense) be peeled off and thrown away; They spring inevitably deep down out of yourself—and will recur again wherever you are. There is no creature in the whole range of Being––from the highest to the lowest––which does not exhibit these and similar capacities, or the germs of them, in itself. You are that Whole which Nature also is—and yet you are that Whole in your own peculiar way. Were your eyes destroyed, still the faculty of sight were not destroyed: Out of the same roots again as before would the optic apparatus spring. Should you die of starvation, you would only begin immediately after death to take food in another way; and the impulse of union which is at the base of sex lies so deep down that the first reawakening of consciousness would restore it. Believe yourself a Whole, indivisible, indefeasible— Reawakening ever under these, under those conditions— Expanding thus far, expanding less far, expanding farther Expanding this side, expanding that side, expanding all sides; Ever diverse yet the same, the same yet diverse—inexhaustibly continuous with the rest; And made for love—to embrace all, to be united ultimately with all.