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We are not given a life. We are given time, and life is what we make from it.

Between what we know and what we don’t — that’s where the sacred lives.

Maybe every color we’ve ever named is just an approximation — a consensus hallucination we’ve agreed to call real.

The rich invest to stay rich. The rest of us invest to feel like we might become them.

Read less. Sit with what you’ve already read. Most wisdom is undigested, not missing.

The page is not blank. It is full of things that refused to be said elsewhere.

In every known society, people gather to mark birth and death. What happens in between is left to the individual.

Uncertainty is the last honest religion.

Color is mood made visible.

Every financial crisis in history was caused by humans forgetting that it could happen again.