Nothing is promised; nothing is eternal; nothing is assured. Out of this nothing, everything is created.
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It is eternity now, I am in the midst of it, It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it; as the butterfly in the light-laden air. Nothing has to come; it is now. Now is eternity; now is the immortal life.
Richard Jeffries
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