My clarity

Fog thick morning –
I see only
where I now walk. I carry
my clarity
with me.

Lorine Niedecker

A new world

A new world is not made simply by trying to forget the old. A new world is made with a new spirit, with new values. Our world may have begun that way, but today it is caricature. Our world is a world of things. What we dread most, in the face of the impending debacle, is that we shall be obliged to give up our gewgaws, our gadgets, all the little comforts that have made us so uncomfortable. We are not peaceful souls; we are smug, timid, queasy and quaky.
Henry Miller

From a poem

Each nurse patched her soul to a wound and disappeared.
Sylvia Plath, from Waking in Winter

First birthday

Dear friends, I am happy to announce that todayThinkeronline is officially one year old. We had a lot of great conversations here since the first post. Thank you all for making this blog alive with your comments.
And today i would like you to choose one of the quotes from the blog, a favorite one and to write it down as a comment.
Have a great day everyone!

Life has meaning only if one barters it day by day for something other than itself.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Melting

Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting.
Robert Frost

Quietly and safely insane

Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.
William Dement

Blinded by similarity

You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one.
Paulo Coelho

A 6th photo and a quote from an old movie..

I've been asked by ILoveBlackAndWhite to post a 6th photo from the 6th folder in my computer and the story that goes along with the picture. So here it is. It is an image from the movie À bout de souffle, written and directed by Jean-Luc Godard. And of course , here's a quote from that movie:

Patricia : " Quelle est votre plus grande ambition dans la vie ? "
Le romancier Parvulesco : " Devenir immortel…et puis mourir. "

Patricia : " What is your greatest ambition in life ? "
Parvulesco, the novelist : " To become immortal, and then die. "

Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.
Helen Keller

Dignity

There are moments when art attains almost to the dignity of manual labor.
Oscar Wilde

A poem

Sanctuary
by Dorothy Parker

My land is bare of chattering folk
The clouds are low along the ridges
And sweet’s the air with curly smoke
From all my burning bridges.