Famous Quotes Ipsum

Every child is an artist. the challenge is to remain an artist once he grows up. do not follow where the path may lead. go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been. 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. 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. the trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat. i don't think there is anything good about fame. 'tables in restaurants.' people say that but, then again, why don't you just call the day before? or go eat somewhere else? how many joys are crushed under foot because people look up at the sky and disregard what is at their feet?.

Art teaches nothing but the significance of life. the individual is born of nature, but the artist is born of that individual, yearning to transcend the merely "natural" and to make complete that which, existentially, is forever incomplete, unrealized. tolerating blind obedience in the name of patriotism or religion ultimately takes our lives. freedom lies in being bold. change is an easy panacea. it takes character to stay in one place and be happy there. love is a great beautifier. so much of what i see reminds me of something i read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? your daughter has a quick and witty tongue. 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. the opposite of a correct statement is a false statement. the opposite of a profound truth may well be another profound truth. call it fate, call it luck, call it karma. i believe everything happens for a reason. doing. what you'll discover will be wonderful. what you'll discover will be yourself. as the last leaf falls it only symbolizes the end of the tree's cycle, not the end of the tree's life. so too, as we complete our life cycle, there is a new beginning as our souls journey onward. 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. let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life. two paths diverged in a wood, and i - i took the one less traveled by. and that has made all the difference. 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. religion is what the individual does with his own solitariness. one can go on living when one is intoxicated by life. the difference between the possible and the impossible lies in a person's determination. 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. beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. the least we can do is try to be there. these things seem small and indistinguishable, like far-off mountains turned into clouds. you'll remember me like a melody / yeah, i'll haunt the world inside you 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. if any individual live too much in relations, so that he becomes a stranger to the resources of his own nature, he falls, after awhile, into a distraction, or imbecility, from which he can only be cured by a time of isolation, which gives the renovating fountains time to rise up. to live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never; to let the spiritual, unbidden, and unconscious grow up through the common. this is to be my symphony. the unexamined life is not worth living..

Art teaches nothing but the significance of life. the ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. freedom lies in being bold. advice is what we ask for when we know the answer but wish we didn't. once you are real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. 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. so much of what i see reminds me of something i read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? truth is in the eye of the beholder. if you do not tell the truth about yourself, you cannot tell it about other people. the truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it. the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n. think wrongly, if you please, but in all cases think for yourself. one thing i've learned all these years is not to make love when you really don't feel it; there's probably nothing worse you can do to yourself than that. a new position of responsibility will usually show a man to be a far stronger creature than was supposed. early in the novel that tereza clutched under her arm when she went to visit tomas, anna meets vronsky in curious circumstances: they are at the railway station when someone is run over by a train. at the end of the novel, anna throws herself under a train. this symmetrical composition - the same motif appears at the beginning and at the end - may seem quite 'novelistic' to you, and i am willing to agree, but only on condition that you refrain from reading such notions as 'fictive', 'fabricated', and 'untrue to life' into the word 'novelistic'. because human lives are composed in precisely such a fashion. it isn't for the moment you are struck that you need courage, but for the long uphill climb back to sanity and faith and security. the fear of death follows from the fear of life. a man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time. millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon. what i couldn't say was that the real reason was so much deeper and harder and that we spend our lives deceiving ourselves of these real reasons, perhaps because when they are clear they are too painful. i discovered i scream the same way whether i'm about to be devoured by a great white or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot. all humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual. i don't think there is anything good about fame. 'tables in restaurants.' people say that but, then again, why don't you just call the day before? or go eat somewhere else? in memory, everything seems to happen to music. every now and then, everybody is entitled to too much perfection. we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. 'the horror of that moment,' the king went on,' i shall never, never forget!'<p> but you will,' the queen said, 'if you don't make a memorandum of it.'</p> if we could stay that way forever; if we could stay filled to the brim and floating toward the darkness, never suffocating or dying - ..