In fact, all those who know me, or think they know me from my words and silences, wonder about the same thing: about solitude erected as a screen, a wall, and also as a mirror...Is madness contagious?...If they're free to choose reason and happiness, I'm free to want neither one. My obsession: one minute before sinking into madness entirely, to shout the truth to men's faces, even if it makes them go mad. (Wiesel, A Mad Desire to Dance, 18)
As [God] more fully equips your ship to sail in storms, He will send you on longer voyages to more boisterous seas...You cannot sit down and put the victory wreath on your head. You do not have a crown. (Spurgeon, Beside Still Waters, 2)
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