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Philosophy

When people we love die, whole universes die with them. Those of us still here are not sad for them; we’re sad for us. Those people were integral to our existence. Their lives were lamps that lit ours. We loved and were loved by them;...

Whenever somebody takes something from you, something new has come into being in you. Your being is renewed through it. You are being made young again and again, the more you give. The giver remains always young. The non-giver is always old, dead, rotten. The master says,...

Once upon a time, there lived a prince who was spoiled and selfish. On a winter night, he turned away an old woman who had asked for shelter. The woman, who was really a powerful enchantress, changed the prince into a hideous Beast and cast...

In an old abbey town, down in this part of the country, a long, long while ago — so long, that the story must be a true one, because our great-grandfathers implicitly believed it — there officiated as sexton and grave-digger in the churchyard, one...

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