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Know this: you can start over each new morning.

—  Unknown 

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Why could I not hate them without loving them? Why could I not but forgive them; and in my love for them was also anguish: why could I not love them without hating them?

—  Fyodor Dostoevsky, from “The Dream of a Ridiculous Man,” wr. c. 1877

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My soul sinks in vague oblivion.

—  Henrik Ibsen, from The Complete Works and Selected Writings; “Catiline,”

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