Each Life Converges To Some Centre by Emily Dickinson.
Each life converges to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,
Admitted scarcely to itself,
it may be,
Too fair
For credibility' s temerity
To dare.
Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,
Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!
Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
But then,
Eternity enables the endeavoring
Again.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Being for Myself
If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am not for others, what am I? And if not now, when?
Rabbi Hillel
Rabbi Hillel
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
True Simplicity isn't easy to come by
I would not give a fig for the simplicity this side of complexity, but I would give my life for the simplicity on the other side of complexity
Oliver Wendell Holmes
Oliver Wendell Holmes
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Metaphysics and Woody Allen
I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam; I
looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.
looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.
Woody Allen
What really is realistic?
We have been taught to believe that negative equals
realistic and positive equals unrealistic
realistic and positive equals unrealistic
- Susan Jeffers
Suffering/Challenge
I don't know a soul that hasn't been battered
Don't have a friend who feels at ease
Don't know of a dream that's not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
Don't have a friend who feels at ease
Don't know of a dream that's not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
- Paul Simon, American Tune
Love made clear
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of
separation.
separation.
Kahlil Gibran
Beauty
I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's
deep enough.
What do you want - an adorable pancreas?
deep enough.
What do you want - an adorable pancreas?
Jean Kerr
Locks
I have six locks on my door all in a row. When I go out, I only lock
every other one.
I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks,
they are always locking three.
every other one.
I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks,
they are always locking three.
Elayne Boosler
Wordsworth on the Human Heart
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Wordsworth
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