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i'm only human on the inside

will you be my immortal beloved?

pillar of salt

And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been.
But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human.

Slaughterhouse Five; or a Children's Crusade, A Duty Dance with Death, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.

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Then why, destiny overcome,
must we still be human
and long for further fate?
Oh not because happiness exists,
that too-hasty profit snatched from approaching loss...

But because truly being here is so much; because everything here
apparently needs us, this fleeting world, which in some strange way
keeps calling to us. Us, the most fleeting of all...

Ah, but what can we take along
into that other realm? Not the art of looking,
which is learned slowly, and nothing that happened here. Nothing.
The sufferings, then. And above all, the heaviness,
and the long experience of love,-- just what is wholly

excerpts from The Ninth Duino Elegy, Rainer Maria Rilke