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Epigrams on Life, Death and Other Petty Annoyances

September 10, 2014

1) Looking for the meaning of life can be likened to searching for a key to a lock. But what if we are searching for a key and all the while the lock does not exist?

2) Only through pure, undiluted suffering, untainted by even a drop of hope, can the underlying, inner structure of Life be revealed and the sinews of Existence become evident.

3) We live, not for a reason, but by default, through a force of habit, because we don’t know how to do anything else.

4) If all of the sky were a giant mirror, so that all of our actions on Earth manifested in the Heavens themselves, what would we allow ourselves to do then? 

5) What we are all looking for is The Secret Compartment in The House of Life.

6) Life (alas for us writers) cannot be thought or dreamed through – it can only be lived through.

7) There are those who are sustained by their memory of one chance encounter with happiness; recalling again and again that occasion when they bumped into it by happenstance and how they tried to embrace it with both arms and hold it tight to their hearts for the rest of their lives, but like an impatient puppy it struggled free from their grasp and ran away to play in a field of grass.

8) Obsessiveness is a most peculiar beast. It gains strength through eating chunks of its own body; paradoxically, growing bigger by feeding off of itself.
 
9) border line, n. An imaginary line in the sand which requires regular donations of blood to keep it visible and well-defined. Disputes over where exactly this non-existent line lies have caused millions of lives to be lost through the ages.

10) Our guardian angels having deserted us, we turn to our persecutors for protection and help.

11) True contentment is reached only when one is sated neither by the decayed, over-sweet fruit from the Tree of Yesterday nor by the unripe, sour fruit from the Tree of Tomorrow, but just by the fruit from the Tree of Today. 

12) It’s a poor kind of memory that only remembers things that happened.

13) Even one small candle can destroy the infinite darkness of an entire night.

14) Smugly we deride the stupidity of moths, as they become irresistibly trapped by candlelight, and shake our heads with incomprehension at the self-destructive madness of their actions, while we spend our lives in front of the flickering screens of computers and TVs.

15) Be like a rubber ball. The harder life hits you, the higher you rise.
16) No prison is so easy to be entombed in or so hard to get out of as one of your own making. We have incarcerated ourselves in the online reality and have thrown away the key.
 
17) Falling in love is like jumping off a mountain into the abyss, and hoping that the other person will catch and save you.
18) No longer young enough to know it all, not yet old enough to know better.

19) I have time for everything except patience.

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The media – carrion flies feeding off tragedy, grief and sorrow
21) Listen to your Inner Self and follow its voice, for when you go against it, you are battling against the whole Universe, and when you follow it, the whole Universe is behind you, supporting your endeavours.
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11 Comments
  1. Great stuff! Some really fine metaphors here.

    • thank you Doug.

      Any favourite ones that resonate with you in particular?

      You might recognise 19) as a kind of Wildean epigram, in particular the one in which he says that “I can resist everything except temptation” .

  2. http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2010/04/12/the-tv I’m reading Stories For the Nighttime and Some For The Day by Ben Loory. This is the only story of his I can find on line. I’m thinking you might enjoy him.

    • thanks for that Doug. I had a quick look and it looks interesting.

      Now, the question that I want to ask is: How does one get into the New Yorker?

      • You mean get published? They actually have a submissions portal and accept unsolicited submissions, if you can believe it.

        • Yeah, I can believe it as I have submitted to them in the past, but from what I heard, they never publish unpublished or non-established writers

  3. #19 cf. “Lord, give me patience, but not yet.” St. Augustine

    Particularly enjoy 8, 11, 12

    • thanks Doug! Glad you enjoyed them!

      Didn’t realise the connection of 19) to St Augustine. Not sure even if I was aware of that quote!

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