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The Donkey and the Meaning of Eternity: Nobel-Winning Spanish Poet Juan Ramón Jiménez’s Love Letter to Life

The evening extends beyond its normal limits, and the hour, infected with eternity, is infinite, peaceful, unfathomable.
— Maria Popova

2w ago

We are always dying. From the moment we are born, we begin the process of dying. We do not know how long we shall live—how many years or months or days.

4w ago

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I Spent Months with an AI Companion. It Was Worse than Being Alone

You can't customize your friends. You screen for certain traits, but what you're drawn to, as much as the trait's performance, is the 3D process that forms it: your friend's life story. We surmise, based on our affinity, it will be a story we share. We choose our friends because we want to live in the universe of their personality: its past, present, and future. What gives a personality dimension is time, the gathering of experiences.

4w ago

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Simone de Beauvoir on Marriage and the Freedom to Change

In reality, the self making the choices at a point in time and the self living with their consequences across the timeline of life, the self avowing the promises and the self keeping or breaking them, are never the same person. To know this about oneself is the beginning of mercy.

1mo ago

The difficulty in life is the choice. When you are young, there seems to be so much time and so many choices, none of which seems to matter very much because it seems that later on you can always choose again. But then, suddenly, you are old.

2mo ago

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Pablo Neruda on How to Hold Time

Time is divided into two rivers: one flows backward, devouring life already lived; the other moves forward with you exposing your life. For a single second they may be joined. Now.

3mo ago

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Borges on How to Conquer Time

Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire.

3mo ago

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When Do We Become Adults, Really?

Dividing life into stages is an ancient, unifying urge—an effort to contain something altogether too fluid, like trying to hold water in a cardboard box.

3mo ago

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