Unshared joy is an unlighted candle.

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

SPANISH

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“…part of me must have really wanted to believe–like a child hearing, in perfect safety, a tale of horror–that the unconscious would be like any other room, once the light was let in. That the dark shapes would resolve only into toy horses and Biedermeyer furniture. That therapy could tame it after all, bring it into society with no fear of its someday reverting. I wanted to believe, despite everything my life had been. Can you imagine?”

― Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

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