Monday, June 29, 2009

Used up

I want to be all used up when I die.
George Bernard Shaw

Friday, June 26, 2009

We just keep asking

So we keep asking, over and over,
Until a handful of earth
Stops our mouths --
But is that an answer?

Heinrich Heine

Monday, June 22, 2009

From a sonnet...

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you as straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Pablo Neruda, from Sonnet XVII


In order to live free and happily you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy sacrifice.
Richard Bach

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Monotony of a decorous age

Congratulate yourselves if you have done something strange and extravagant and broken the monotony of a decorous age.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thursday, June 18, 2009

The Present

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why we call it 'The Present'.
Eleanor Roosevelt

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Pleasure or happines

Pleasure can be supported by an illusion; but happiness rests upon truth.
Sebastien-Roch Nicolas De Chamfort

Friday, June 12, 2009

The obvious

There is nothing as deceptive as an obvious fact.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Profound simplicity, part 2

Indeed, the only truly serious questions are ones that even a child can formulate. Only the most naive of questions are truly serious. They are the questions with no answers. A question with no answer is a barrier that cannot be breached. In other words, it is questions with no answers that set the limits of human possibilities, describe the boundaries of human existence.
Milan Kundera

Monday, June 8, 2009

True dreams

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
 Alfred Tennyson

Friday, June 5, 2009

Profound simplicity

The simplest questions are the most profound. Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change.
Richard Bach

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Torn between two desires

If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
 E.B. White

Rusty words

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
Sylvia Plath