Sunday, July 10, 2011

"How much happier would you be, how much more of you would there be, if the hammer of a higher God could smash your small cosmos?"

One of the greatest tragedies in life is to have a god that gets smaller as each day passes by.
Practicality will draw you further and further into yourself until one day you look around and see wood on all sides and hear dirt settling in on top.
I hope God will keep me fearful because the best of all things is to be afraid.
That way I won't be living just because I woke up, but I'll have to run.
It is when we are afraid that we are most desperate, and when we are most desperate we are most alive.

I never want someone to say, "He used to be desperate."

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