Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
Anais Nin, "Winter of Artifice" US (French-born) author & diarist (1903 - 1977)
This quote came from a bank of its kind where one may find glimmering lights of wisdom or wits in moments of doubts or anguish. There are moments in life when words couldn't fly because they might sound coarse, blunt and ego-centric; so good to find someone wiser to utter the best part of language - to communicate without causing unpleasant feelings or unnecessary confrontations. Gee, wish someone had told me this when i was 16. Just for you.
