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'So were we any better?'"

Archaeologists have not yet discovered any stage of human existence without art. Even in the half-light before the dawn of humanity we received this gift from Hands we did not manage to discern. Nor have we managed to ask: Why was this gift given to us and what are we to do with it? And all those prophets who are predicting that art is disintegrating, that it has used up all its forms, that it is dying, are mistaken. We are the ones who shall die. And art will remain. The question is whether before we perish we shall understand all its aspects and all its ends. — Alexander Solzhenitsyn,  Beauty Will Save the World

3 sisters all died in the Holocaust

Recently, when I got out of the elevator at my usual hour, it occurred to me that my life, whose days more and more repeat themselves down to the smallest detail, resembles that punishment in which each pupil must according to his offense write down the same meaningless (in repetition, at least) sentence ten times, a hundred times or even oftener; except that in my case the punishment is given me with only this limitation: “as many times as you can stand it. —  Franz Kafka, 

Tawhid — union with his beloved (the primal root) from which/whom he has been cut off and become aloof — and his longing and desire to restore it.

"Out beyond ideas of wrondoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there." Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī-  13th-century  Persian  poet, jurist, theologian, and  Sufi  mystic

"We refuse to despair of mankind. Without having the unreasonable ambition to save men, we still want to serve them".

"Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against some walls, refuse to see some people, paint and write. Get scared some more. Allow your little mind to do nothing but  function.  Stay inside, go out - I don’t care what you’ll do; but stay scared as hell. You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself." -  Albert Camus , from  Notebooks, 1951-1959