“Everything we love is uncertain: when we are seeking it, we fear we may not get it. When we have obtained it, we fear even more that it may be lost. Every threat to our security turns our work into agitation. Even a word, even the imagined thought we place in the mind of another, suspecting him of suspecting us–these are enough to turn our day into a millrace of confusion and anxiety and haste and who knows what other worse things besides!” No Man is an Island (Merton)

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