Famous Quotes Ipsum

We must not, in trying to think about how we can make a big difference, ignore the small daily differences we can make which, over time, add up to big differences that we often cannot foresee. freedom lies in being bold. he who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying. to read a writer, for me, is not merely to get an idea of what he says, but to go off with him and travel in his company. the act of writing is the act of discovering what you believe. the blood jet is poetry, there is no stopping it. it's strange that words are so inadequate. yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. she walks in beauty, like the night / of cloudless climes and starry skies; / and all that's best of dark and bright / meet in her aspect and her eyes: / thus mellow'd to that tender light / which heaven to gaudy day denies a single sun shines here and in the land where i was born, though we call it by different names. in the realm of idea, the great principles behind the forms that we see are the same. drop the question what tomorrow may bring, and count as profit every day that fate allows you. any job a man can do to make his way in the world is a decent job as long as he works hard and does his best. god didn't put sweat on a man's body for no reason. he put it there so he could work hard, cleanse himself and feel proud. hard workin' folks only smell bad to some folks who have nothing better to do but stick their noses in the air. question with boldness even the existence of a god; because, if there is one, he must more approve of the homage of reason than that of blind-folded fear. it's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy. anyone can look for fashion in a boutique or history in a museum. the creative explorer looks for history in a hardware store and fashion in an airport. millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon. and so i choose to go with you / as if the choice were mine to make 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. can't say fairer than that. hollywood is a place where they'll pay you 50,000 dollars for a kiss and 50 cents for your soul. 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..

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. they must be felt with the heart. 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. i would rather be kicked with a foot than be overcome by a loud voice speaking cruel words. what is unnamed, undepicted in images, whatever is omitted from the biography, censored in collections of letters, whatever is misnamed as something else, made difficult to come by, whatever is buried in the memory by the collapse of meaning under an inadequate or lying language - this will become not merely unspoken but unspeakable.... all silence has a meaning. do you understand, / child, how the moon, the tide / is in our own image? but surely to tell these tall tales and others like them would be to speed the myth, the wicked lie, that the past is always tense and the future, perfect. and as archie knows, it's not like that. it's never been like that. '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.' these qualities are rare enough in a world where sexual performance has become as obligatory as sexual abstinence - or the pretension to it - once was. the worst by-product of the so-called sexual revolution is the substitution of performance for passion. people living deeply have no fear of death. 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. 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. 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. from my rotting body, flowers shall grow and i am in them and that is eternity. it is not upon you alone the dark patches fall. how pleased can one sun setting make you if you humble yourself to it? how grateful can you really say that you are just to be here and live through it? beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. the least we can do is try to be there. you can't help respecting anybody who can spell tuesday, even if he doesn't spell it right. it's still snowing. and freezing. however, we haven't had an earthquake lately. everything possible to be believed is an image of truth. i know that a life without love is no life at all. where there is great love there are always great miracles. a life of self-indulgence, if led with a whole heart, may also bring a certain wisdom. 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. no man's life is ordinary to himself. all sanity is great madness, but the greatest madness of all is to live life the way it is, rather than as it should be..

Nothing strengthens the judgement and quickens the conscience like individual responsibility. one of the impressive qualities of charlotte brontë's heroines, the quality that makes them more valuable to the woman reader than anna karenina, emma bovary, and catherine earnshaw combined is their determined refusal to be romantic. a single sun shines here and in the land where i was born, though we call it by different names. in the realm of idea, the great principles behind the forms that we see are the same. 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. i liked how sterile my room was, cleansed of all the emotions that have ever been felt there, all the fights and lovemaking and plain rest of weary travelers wiped clean, leaving no mark on the perfectly made bed. for what is it to die / be still and know that i am god. but i always think that the best way to know god is to love many things. i say to mankind, be not curious about god. for i, who am curious about each, am not curious about god - i hear and behold god in every object, yet understand god not in the least. moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting. watching stars without you, my soul cries loss is nothing else but change, and change is nature's delight..