Member Since: 20/03/2006
Influences: “However, in regard to all this, one has to wait for the appearance of individuals who, despite outward gifts, do not choose the broad way but rather the pain, the distress, and the anxiety in which they religiously call to mind what meanwhile they lose, as it were, namely, what is too seductive to possess. Such a struggle is indubitably very exhausting, because there will come moments when they almost regret having begun it and recall with melancholy, at times possibly unto despair, the smiling life that would have opened before them had they pursued the immediate inclination of their talent. Nevertheless, in the extreme terror of distress, when it is as though all were lost because the way along which he would advance is impassible, and the smiling way of talent is cut off from him by his own act, the person who is aware will indubitably hear a voice saying: Well done, my son! Just keep on, for he who loses all, gains all.†-Kierkegaard, The Concept of Anxiety
Sounds Like: Too late have I loved you,
O Beauty so ancient and so new,
too late have I loved you!Behold, you were within me, while I was outside:
it was there that I sought you,
and, a deformed creature,
rushed headlong upon these things of beauty
which you have made.
You were within me, but I was not with you.
They kept me far from you,
those fair things which,
if they were not in you, would not exist at all.You have called to me,
and have cried out,
and have shattered my deafness.
You have blazed forth with light,
and have shone upon me,
and you have put my blindness to flight!You have sent forth fragrance,
and I have drawn in my breath,
and I pant after you.
I have tasted you,
and I hunger and thirst after you.You have touched me, and I have burned for your peace.
Augustine Confessions
Type of Label: Major