The Aching of the Human Heart

June 11, 2012 § 3 Comments

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Isn’t this what most people are searching for? Isn’t it what many of the great poems and novels and essays have been obsessed with?

And yet, “the heart knows its own bitterness, and no stranger shares its joy.”

I find in the end that there is only One who understands it all.

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§ 3 Responses to The Aching of the Human Heart

  • I completely agree with the sentiment of this, and that of course writers, poets and philosophers have been searching for the answer to this for ages. It’s pretty insulting to them, though, to presume that the vast majority haven’t considered and discounted your admittedly angst-quenching solution.

  • Why the dickens has WordPress randomly put a capital letter in my name? This is going to drive me nuts for at least eight hours until I can drink to forget.

  • If they are insulted, so be it. Their discounting of it is their choice, just as my embracing of it is mine.

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