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"Lightly, my darling, lightly.
Even when it comes to dying.
Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic.
No rhetoric, no tremolos, no self-conscious persona
putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Goethe or Little Nell.
And, of course, no theology, no metaphysics.
Just the fact of dying and the fact of Clear Light.
So throw away all your baggage and go forward.
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet,
trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair.
That's why you must walk so lightly.
Lightly, my darling . . . Completely unencumbered."
- Aldous Huxley