Underneath an artist's preoccupations with sex, society, religion, etc. (all the staple abstractions that allow the forebrain to chatter) there is a soul tortured beyond endurance by the lack of tenderness in the world.

Lawrence Durrell
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The human heart is a mysterious entity. It has been described as a cage that contains a wild beast, and it is because of this wild beast that the cage must be so strong and elaborate. The heart is a cruel beast, and without love and compassion, we would be no different than the animals we share the earth with.

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