'There is not one big cosmic meaning for all; there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel...a book for each person'
Anaïs Nin
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“I asked, who are you?
He said, I am the one, a clay potter.
I asked, what is in the clay?
He said, my commanded soul.
And he then said, whatever and whoever the clay is made of, I am the one who commands the soul in it.”
- Aiyaz Uddin
There were the roses, in the rain.
Don’t cut them, I pleaded.
They won’t last, she said.
But they’re so beautiful
where they are.
Agh, we were all beautiful once, she said,
and cut them and gave them to me
in my hand.
William Carlos Williams, The Act