Sure, cried the tenant men, but it's our land. We measured it and broke it up. We were born on it, and we got killed on it, died on it. Even if it's no good, it's still ours. That's what makes it ours-being born on it, working it, dying on it. The Grapes of Wrath
Men are disturbed, not by things, but by the principles and notions which they form concerning things. The Enchiridion
Everything we think and feel about a situation ultimately comes back to how valuable we perceive it to be. The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A F*Ck
“And how can I fly if we are holding hands? And what good is it for us to both fly away? And besides – this is actually the main thought of the above – I’ll never go so far away from you again.” (31 July 1920) Letters To Milena
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