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"I just want to see everything under control and be in a good place mentally. Whatever’s going on I just want to be in a good place."

— Cory Kennedy

1:30 pm • 22 October 2009

The birds were singing as if the world had just been born. The pale green of the birches behind the old rabbit hutches was so intense that it seemed as though the Creator had not yet finished blending the colour. Could she really believe that everything was one divine ‘I’? Could she believe that she carried within her a soul that was a ‘spark from the fire’? If it was true, then she was truly a divine creature.

‘Hellenism’

1:29 pm • 22 October 2009

Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder

The whole world had become almost like living person, and it felt as if that person were Sophie herself. The world is me, she thought. The great big universe that she had often felt to be unfathomable and terrifying - was her own ‘I’. Now, too, the universe was enormous and majestic, but now it was herself who was so big. The extraordinary feeling was fleeting, but Sophie was sure she would never forget it. It felt as if something inside her had burst though her forehead and become merged with everything else, the way a drop of colour can tint a whole jug of water.

‘Hellenism’

1:28 pm • 22 October 2009

Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder

Isn’t it odd that such a small candle can light up so much darkness? Actually, darkness has no existence of its own. It’s only a lack of light.

‘The Postcards’

1:27 pm • 22 October 2009