Yesterday I was reading an article about news in, I think, San Antonio. The public face of the Heart Attack Grill, a 'large' young guy whose name escapes me, died suddenly. I'd never heard of the Heart Attack Grill before and was disturbed by some of the menu offerings, such as the 'quadruple bi-pass burger'.
What people put in their mouths, eh?
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725
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