Famous Quotes Ipsum

Imagination is more powerful than knowledge. saturday found him for the first time strolling alone through zurich, breathing in the heady smell of his freedom. new adventures hid around each corner. the future was again a secret. love is a great beautifier. the moment of change is the only poem. and may these characters remain / when all is ruin once again ultimately, the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or friendship, is conversation. we are wise, wise women. we are giggling girls. with our thoughts, we make the world. when you get into a tight place and it seems you can't go on, hold on, for that's just the place and the time that the tide will turn. never during its pilgrimage is the spirit of man completely adrift and alone. from start to finish its nucleus is the atman - the self - luminous abiding point, boundless as the sky, indivisible, absolute, the only reality. from my rotting body, flowers shall grow and i am in them and that is eternity. why do we kill people who kill people to show that killing people is wrong? there exists a passion for comprehension, just as there is a passion for music. that passion is rather common in children, but gets lost in most of us later on. the real voyage of discovery consists not of seeking new landscapes - but of having new eyes. there i am in younger days, stargazing / painting picture perfect maps / of how my life and love would be / not counting the unmarked paths / of misdirection / my compass, faith in love's perfection / i missed ten million miles of road / i should have seen no man's life is ordinary to himself. it occurred to him that, for the first time since his birth, life had said yes to archie jones. not simply an 'ok' or 'you-might-as-well-carry-on-since-you've-started', but a resounding affirmative. we are the music makers and we are the dreamers of dreams. it is curious how silly, trivial things, sometimes for no apparent reason, become significant. at first you laugh at these things, you think they are of no importance, you go on and you feel that you haven't got the strength to stop yourself... and so it seems to me that if i die, i shall take part in life one way or another. there are two ways to live your life, one is as though nothing is a miracle. the other is as though everything is a miracle..

Imagination is more powerful than knowledge. i don't want my hair cut! i don't want my eyebrows up or down. i want them right where they are! i'm leaving now, and if anyone so much as makes a move to stop me, there'll be plenty of hair cut and it won't be mine! when power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. when power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. when power corrupts, poetry cleanses, for art establishes the basic human truths which must serve as the touchstone of our judgement. your daughter has a quick and witty tongue. it seems that whatever goes into my mouth makes me fat, just as whatever comes out of it embarrasses me. it was only the first of many occasions during those months that seemed to take place out of time, or in a historical moment i had yet to identify. drop the question what tomorrow may bring, and count as profit every day that fate allows you. sleeping is curiously addictive. you are part of the world, but not in it, and somehow that just seems right. it seems enough. history is particularly important in throwing light on the source of our attitudes about sex because many of the assumptions we make are not necessarily scientific or rational but holdovers of past belief systems that are no longer held by modern society. why? wherefore? inasmuch as which? is it oblivion or absorption when things pass from our minds? there has never been an answer. there never will be an answer. that's the answer. there are no mistakes, no coincidences. all events are blessings given to us to learn from. do the thing you fear, and the death of fear is certain. one of the greatest discoveries a man makes, one of his great surprises, is to find he can do what he was afraid he couldn't do. the street corner where always, for years, in passing you felt, unexplained, a pang of despair, like nausea, till one night, late, late, on that spot you were struck, struck still, and again felt how her head had thrust to your shoulder. if we could stay that way forever; if we could stay filled to the brim and floating toward the darkness, never suffocating or dying - . to conquer loneliness we shall each have to assume the sacred responsibility of becoming a complete person. and most of all, to define ourselves without always including someone else in the definition..

Loyalty to a petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul. once you are real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. never joke about a woman's hair, clothes or menstrual cycle. page one. they are composed like music. guided by his sense of beauty, and individual transforms a fortuitous occurrence (beethoven's music, death under a train) into a motif, which then assumes a permanent place in the composition of the individual's life. anna could have chosen another way to take her life. but the motif of death and the railway station, unforgettably bound to the birth of love, enticed her in her hour of despair with its dark beauty. without realizing it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress. my religion is very simple. my religion is kindness. what is to give light must endure burning. where there is great love there are always great miracles. ...love is not love / which alters when it alteration finds, / or bends with the remover to remove: / o no! it is an ever-fixed mark / that looks on tempests and is never shaken... horror is shock, a time of utter blindness. horror lacks every hint of beauty. all we can see is the piercing light of an unknown event awaiting us. sadness, on the other hand, assumes we are in the know. life moves pretty fast. if you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it..