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A lost friend.
In infinite resignation there is peace and rest; every man who wills it, who has not abased himself by scorning himself (which is still more dreadful than being proud), can train himself to make this movement which in its pain reconciles one with existence. Infinite resignation is that shirt we read about in the old fable. The thread is spun with tears, the cloth bleached with tears, the shirt sewn with tears; but then too it is a better protection than iron and steel... The secret in life is that everyone must sew it for himself... In the infinite resignation there is peace and rest and comfort in sorrow. (Søren Kierkegaard, 1843)
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