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“The vault above us is not deaf because the universe is an
idiot; the silence is not the heartless silence of an endless and aimless
world. Rather the silence around us is a small and pitiful stillness like the
prompt stillness of a sick room. We are perhaps permitted tragedy as a sort of
merciful comedy, because the frantic energy of divine things would knock us
down like a drunken farce. We can take our own tears more lightly than we could
take the tremendous levities of the angels. So we sit perhaps in a starry
chamber of silence while the laughter of the heavens is too loud for us to
hear.”
~G. K. Chesterton
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