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The Melancholy of Resistance

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[…] for it was the approaching dawn that held him in its spell, that ‘promise kept each morning’ that the earth, along with the town and his own person, would emerge from beneath the shadow of the night, and that the delicate glimmer of dawn would yield to the bright light of day…

-László Krasznahorkai, The Melancholy of Resistance

‎Each day is an opportunity and a chance.

‎Opportunity and chance might be intricately related to each other.

‎The only question is, what are we going to do about it?

‎If you have the opportunity to save someone from drowning in an ocean, will you resist doing it? Just because you want only the safety of yourself?

‎That’s selfish thinking.

‎Helping each other with little things is what matters right now.

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