Falling

“I dip my pen in the blackest ink, because I’m not afraid of falling into my inkpot.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.” ~Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 6: Fables and Reflections

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. ~Frank Herbert, Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear, Dune

You will fall. Sooner or later, it will happen, make no mistake.

I am not afraid of falling into my inkpot, Ralph Waldo Emerson. I am not afraid because I have already fallen in. Now the ink is not so fearsome.

I have fallen, Neil Gaiman, and I will say only this: the fall may kill, but some rise again, different, reborn. The Phoenix knows this secret.

You will fall. It is inevitable, my friends. But you will fly, too.

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