Famous Quotes Ipsum

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. loyalty to a petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul. our collective will to resist what is unjust is like a fire that cannot be put out. it took me too long to realize / that i don't take good pictures / 'cause i have the kind of beauty / that moves the way i see it, the men that i'm with, whoever they are, it's like look, you have to accept that i like ice cream, and i know it shows up on my hips but if you can't accept that, then leave. go away. toodles. it is non-negotiable. the blood jet is poetry, there is no stopping it. the writer of originality, unless dead, is always shocking, scandalous; novelty disturbs and repels. i would rather be kicked with a foot than be overcome by a loud voice speaking cruel words. your daughter has a quick and witty tongue. ultimately, the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or friendship, is conversation. i am a woman committed to / a politics / of transliteration, the methodology / of a mind / stunned at the suddenly / possible shifts of meaning - for which / like amnesiacs / in a ward on fire, we must / find words / or burn truth is in the eye of the beholder. on the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth. in our struggle for freedom, truth is the only weapon we possess. truth is a deep kindness that teaches us to be content in our everyday life and share with the people the same happiness. drop the question what tomorrow may bring, and count as profit every day that fate allows you. do, or do not. there is no "try". if you have only one smile in you, give it to the people you love. don't be surly at home, then go out in the street and start grinning ''good morning'' at total strangers. a warm smile is the universal language of kindness. by all accounts, sex is a personally encoded communique, continually reinvented. it is wrong, then, to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences (like the meeting of anna, vronsky, the railway station and death, or the meeting of beethoven, tomas, tereza, and the cognac), but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. for he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty. 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. 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. even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. hollywood is a place where they'll pay you 50,000 dollars for a kiss and 50 cents for your soul. so since i've been home, i've learned two important things: ethernet is a gift from god, and it just doesn't sound the same to listen to the indigo girls without two people singing along. most of the dandelions had changed from suns to moons. 'tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. i wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. every hour i am more and more concentrated in you; every thing else tastes like chaff in my mouth. i live my life in widening rings..

Security is mostly a superstition. it does not exist in nature...life is either a daring adventure or nothing. we do not write in order to be understood, we write in order to understand. 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. creativity is the power to connect the seemingly unconnected. 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. my religion is very simple. my religion is kindness. even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. everybody loves a hero / an image to create / the antithesis of everything / inside ourselves we hate / but you'd better close your eyes / when it's time for them to die / because you'd hate to think the life you'd built upon them was a lie.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. if the path is beautiful, let us not ask where it leads. 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 am woman, hear me roar! the truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it. feel the fear and do it anyway. what is a hero? primarily one who has conquered his fears. 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 surely a king who loves pleasure is less dangerous than one who loves glory. when you are content to be simply yourself and don't compare or compete, everybody will respect you. you're all i notice in a crowded room..