in the long run

“The longer that you feel without acting, the less you will be able to act and, in the long run, the less you will be able to feel.”

– C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters

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a temporary madness

Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

– Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin

words to live by

(especially while applying to grad school/planning the rest of your life)

“If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost. There is where they should be. Now put foundations under them.”
– Henry David Thoreau

“As for the future, your task is not to foresee it, but to enable it.”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry