Friday, January 30, 2009

Bitten by a thought

Thoughts, like fleas, jump from man to man, but they don't bite everybody.
Stanislaw Jerzy Lec

Thursday, January 29, 2009

The whisper

None of us will ever accomplish anything excellent or commanding except when he listens to this whisper which is heard by him alone.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Without obligation

A man said to the universe: "Sir, I exist!" "However," replied the universe, " The fact has not created in me a sense of obligation”.
Stephen Crane

Monday, January 26, 2009

Charming decay

I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth.
Henry Miller

Friday, January 23, 2009

Not quite satisfied

Those who are quite satisfied sit still and do nothing; those who are not quite satisfied are the sole benefactors of the world.
Walter Savage Landor

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Clean ideas

If you want to have clean ideas, change them as often as your shirt
Francis Picabia

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

A poem

by William Henry Davies

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Sunday, January 18, 2009


A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost

Friday, January 16, 2009

Dream well

To accomplish great things, we must dream as well as act.
Anatole France

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

A poem

Far Within Us #1
by Vasko Popa

We raise our arms
The street climbs into the sky
We lower our eyes
The roofs go down into the earth

From every pain
We do not mention
Grows a chestnut tree
That stays mysterious behind us

From every hope
We cherish
Sprouts a star
That moves unreachable before us

Can you hear a bullet
Flying about our heads
Can you hear a bullet
Waiting to ambush our kiss

(translation by Anne Pennington)

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Being an artist

An artist cannot fail; it is a success to be one.
Charles Horton Cooley

Thursday, January 8, 2009

It must have been..

The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, bloomed, and shattered,
During sad days when to me
Nothing mattered.

Grief of grief has drained me clean;
Still it seems a pity
No one saw,--it must have been
Very pretty.

Edna St. Vincent Millay (from Three Songs of Shattering)

Tuesday, January 6, 2009


Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.
Christina Rossetti

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Love strategy

Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists.
Anita Brookner

Thursday, January 1, 2009

New Year, New Blog

Dear friends, i am happy to announce that i will also be posting on a new blog - Quoted images, Imaged quotes. This blog will be a sort of a dialogue between Luisa and me. The idea is that one week she will send me photos on which i answer with appropriate quotes, and the next week i will send her quotes on which she answers with appropriate photos created by her.
Check it out, i am sure that all of you who like ThinkerOnline will love the new blog as well.
Enjoy the first day of the year!