Quote of
the Week 389 - The Abyss and the Price for Reality
I wanted
reality, at any price, and I paid for it dearly. I went right down through the
length and breadth of the abyss. There is nothing but pain down there, yet I am
glad that I had that kind of courage and enough strength to come up – scarred,
yes, but still clean, still warm, a bit singed, but now I float a lot. I rest
that way and go farther. Also, I sing more often a joyous song, a soulful hymn
to life. Never do I trouble the Master with special requests. And you, whoever
and wherever you are, my friend, do not envy me. We must all pay the price.
There is no other road to peace of mind. I did not look for shortcuts, nor did
I travel on God-forsaken trails on which pleasure-seekers wander. All of them
find sorrow, but no serenity. Also, what I found down there was that the roots
of reality may not appear beautiful, but without the roots, there would be no
trees, no grass, not even weeds.
--from Autumn
Leaves, A Collection of Essays, by Mory Berman
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