Famous Quotes Ipsum

Imagining something is better than remembering something. on the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth. sit down before fact like a little child, and be prepared to give up every preconceived notion, follow humbly wherever and to whatever abyss nature leads, or you shall learn nothing. why do we kill people who kill people to show that killing people is wrong? the difference between the possible and the impossible lies in a person's determination. i love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection. the sky was that deep sunday blue going black, just on the cusp of color seeping into empty space. they took all the trees / and put them in a tree museum / and they charged all the people / a dollar and a half just to see 'em / don't it always seem to go / that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone / they paved paradise / and put up a parking lot.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. i could lay here and read all night. i am not able to fall asleep without reading. you have that time when your brain has nothing constructive to do so it rambles. i fool my brain out of that by making it read until it shuts off. i just think it's best to do something right up until you fall asleep. writers aren't people exactly. or, if they're any good, they're a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. it's like actors, who try so pathetically not to look in mirrors. who lean backward trying--only to see their faces in the reflecting chandeliers. words do not express thoughts very well. they always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish. i am woman, hear me roar! my understanding of truth can change from day to day, and my commitment must be to truth rather than to consistency. 'when i was a kid,' said irie softly, ringing the bell for their stop, 'i used to think they were little alibis. bus tickets. i mean, look: they've got the time. the date. the place. and if i was up in court, and i had to defend myself, and prove i wasn't where they said i was, doing what they said i did, when they said i did it, i'd pull out one of those.' our day-to-day life is bombarded with fortuities, or, to be more precise, with the accidental meetings of people and events we call coincidence. i have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws ere i'll weep. when i dare to be powerful / to use my strength / in the service of my vision / then it becomes / less and less important / whether i am afraid. sure, the world is full of trouble. but as long as we have people undoing trouble, we have a pretty good world. even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. the sun is always shining. even though clouds may come along and obscure the sun for awhile, the sun is always shining. the sun never stops shining. and even though the earth turns, and the sun appears to go down, it never stops shining. ordinary people believe only in the possible. extraordinary people visualize not what is possible or probable, but rather what is impossible. and by visualizing the impossible, they begin to see it as possible. listening four or five times a day to newscasters and commentators, reading the morning papers and all the weeklies and monthlies - nowadays this is described as 'taking an interest in politics'. st. john of the cross would have called it indulgence in idle curiosity and the cultivation of disquietude for disquietude's sake. you can't help respecting anybody who can spell tuesday, even if he doesn't spell it right. i took us for better and i took us for worse / don't you ever forget it / now the steel bars between me and a promise / suddenly bend with ease / the closer i'm bound in love to you / the closer i am to free both my wife and daughter think i'm this gigantic loser and they're right.

Imagination is more powerful than knowledge. loyalty to a petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul. freedom lies in being bold. curiosity is braver than rage. exploration is a nobler calling than combat. the unknown beckons to us, singing its siren song and making our hearts pound with fear and desire. it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. sometimes i feel like i'm seeing it all at once and it's too much. my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst, and then i remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it and it flows through me like rain and i can feel nothing but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid, little life. you have no idea what i'm talking about, i'm sure, but don't worry. you will someday. talking with you is sort of the conversational equivalent of an out of body experience. your daughter has a quick and witty tongue. does a hero know she's a hero if no one tells her? do you know a hero no one else knows? a hero doesn't have to save a busload of school kids from certain disaster; or score the winning point in the big game. a hero can be anyone who inspires you, anyone you look up to ,anyone who cheers you on, makes you feel better than you were before - just as they made themselves better then they were before. do you know a hero? tell her. then tell everyone else. the search for truth is more precious than its possession. do, or do not. there is no "try". simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. it is not the answer that enlightens, but the question. there are no mistakes, no coincidences. all events are blessings given to us to learn from. too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. i have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws ere i'll weep. maybe that's what bravery is, a stronger fear of not being brave. be brave enough to live life creatively. the creative is the place where no one else has ever been. you have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. you can't get there by bus, only by hard work and risk and by not quite knowing what you're the soul is an emanation of the divinity, a part of the soul of the world, a ray from the source of light. it comes from without into the human body, as into a temporary abode, it goes out of it anew; it wanders in ethereal regions, it returns to visit.... it passes into other habitations, for the soul is immortal. i pray because i can't help myself. i pray because i'm helpless. i pray because the need flows out of me all the time, waking and sleeping. it doesn't change god, it changes me. the trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat. fortune does not change men, it unmasks them. the sky was that deep sunday blue going black, just on the cusp of color seeping into empty space. walter turned on the radio: electric violins wailing, twisted romance, the four-square beat of heart break. trite suffering, but suffering nonetheless. the entertainment business. what voyeurs we all have become. your mind might make a connection that is useful. but true is another matter. true implies that you have found a connection that exists independent of your apprehension of it, that would exist whether you noticed it or not. and i must say that i have never seen such a connection in my life. there are times when i suspect that there are no such connections, that all links, bonds, ties, and similarities are creatures of thought and have no substance. 'so i ran like the wind to the water "please don't leave me again" i cried. and i threw bitter tears at the ocean and all that came back was the tide. we are the music makers and we are the dreamers of dreams..