26 Quotes by Damien Echols

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    My heart, soul, body, and mind all have scars that will never properly heal. Still I survived.

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    Something about the cold always makes me feel young again.

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    What is to give light must endure burning.” It’s by a writer named Viktor Frankl.

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    Everyone quietly took their seats and waited. It was not an uncomfortable silence. On the contrary, it was very relaxing and peaceful; you could sit engaged in your own contemplations without fear of being disturbed. I felt very welcome there.

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    Sometimes I think the biggest challenge in life is overcoming the urge to recoil in horror when you see blackness that lies slightly beneath the skin of the world.

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    All the old stories have it wrong, because it’s not the ghost that haunts the house; it’s the house that haunts the ghost.

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    I equate true spiritual insight with wisdom, which is different from knowledge. Knowledge can be obtained through many sources: books, stories, songs, legends, myths, and, in modern times, computers and television programs. On the other hand, there’s only one real source of wisdom – pain. Any experience that provides a person with wisdom will also usually provide them with a scar. The greater the pain, the greater the realization. Faith is spiritual rigor mortis.

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    Life without momentum is not truly life. A person needs movement, or they eventually begin to forget that they even exist.

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    The memory from Sundance that I hold dearest is a snowball fight. One night I went outside with Lorri, Peter Jackson, and Fran Walsh. It was the first time I’d touched snow in almost twenty years. It was perfect. It was pure and unblemished, and as white as the moon. And then we went into a frenzy, running wild and throwing snowballs at each other. Peter was laughing like a child, and Fran squealed in delight as she was pelted. I’ll see it in my head until the day I die.

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