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This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.
It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for a bird to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.
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We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.