Famous Quotes Ipsum

Change only takes place through action. 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. always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. don't bother just to be better than your contemporaries or your predecessors. try to be better than yourself. we turn, not older with years, but newer every day. the act of writing is the act of discovering what you believe. poetry does not necessarily have to be beautiful to stick in the depths of our memory. perhaps you too have met in the cause of your life women of that sort, who are self-luminous and shine in the dark, who are phosphorescent, like touchwood. truth is in the eye of the beholder. in our struggle for freedom, truth is the only weapon we possess. i've learned that fate only takes you so far. after that, it's up to you to make it happen. if i can stop one heart from breaking, i will not live in vain. when i have a terrible need of - shall i say the word? - religion, then i go out and paint the stars. in our minds we can understand the highest god, but so long as we are in human bodies living in this rich and varied world, we need images that we can see and touch and love. and each one of them shows us a part of that supreme power, and all the parts together give us a glimpse of the whole. so the people who insist there is only one god are right, and so are those who honor the many, but they are right in different ways. i mean, even the most spiritual person loves to go shopping. enough! or too much. 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. all things are possible until they are proved impossible - and even the impossible, may only be so as of now. there is something very wonderful in music. words are wonderful enough; but music is even more wonderful. it speaks not to our thoughts as words do; it speaks straight to our hearts and spirits, to the very core and root of our souls. music soothes us, stirs us up; it puts noble feelings in us; it melts us to tears; we know not how - it is a language by itself, just as perfect, in its way, as speech, as words. we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. what is to give light must endure burning. the officials thought it was a cruel joke to leave us stranded in the desert with no way to get home. what they didn't realize was that we were home, soul-centered and strong, women who recognized the sweet smell of sage as fuel for our spirits. 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. i know that a life without love is no life at all. 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 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. hope is a dangerous thing. drive a man insane..

There are some people who read too much: the bibliobibuli. i know some who are constantly drunk on books, as others are drunk on whiskey or religion. they wander through this most diverting and stimulating of worlds in a haze, seeing nothing and hearing nothing. a day is a miniature eternity. and if tonight my soul may find her peace / in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, / and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower / then i have been dipped again in god, and new-created. 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 look upon death to be as necessary to the constitution as sleep. we shall rise again refreshed in the morning. it is not upon you alone the dark patches fall. all things are possible until they are proved impossible - and even the impossible, may only be so as of now. doubt thou the stars are fine / doubt that the sun doth move / doubt truth be a liar / but never doubt i love. thoreau once said most men lead lives of quiet desperation... don't be resigned to that. live life!.

Change only takes place through action. once you are real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. it took me too long to realize / that i don't take good pictures / 'cause i have the kind of beauty / that moves there are some people who read too much: the bibliobibuli. i know some who are constantly drunk on books, as others are drunk on whiskey or religion. they wander through this most diverting and stimulating of worlds in a haze, seeing nothing and hearing nothing. the only thing worth saying is what you really feel. we all agree that your theory is crazy, but is it crazy enough? the heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night. the people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them. smile at each other, smile at your wife, smile at your husband, smile at your children, smile at each other -- it doesn't matter who it is -- and that will help you to grow up in greater love for each other. there are no mistakes, no coincidences. all events are blessings given to us to learn from. we say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. it never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance. all religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. all these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man's life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom. oh help! i'd better go back. oh bother! i shall have to go on. i can't do either! oh help and bother! it is not upon you alone the dark patches fall. give me a museum and i'll fill it. run for office? no. i've slept with too many women, i've done too many drugs, and i've been to too many parties. the real voyage of discovery consists not of seeking new landscapes - but of having new eyes. he who has a 'why' to live can bear almost any 'how'. what is to give light must endure burning. 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 if we could stay that way forever; if we could stay filled to the brim and floating toward the darkness, never suffocating or dying - . loss is nothing else but change, and change is nature's delight. years ago i discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. i always thought of myself as a house. i was always what i lived in. it didn't need to be big. it didn't even need to be beautiful. it just needed to be mine. i became what i was meant to be. i built myself a life. i built myself a house..