| the most wasted day is that in which we have not laughed. -- chamfort |
| a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees dawn before the rest of the world. -- oscar wilde |
| the recipe for beauty is to have less illusion and more soul. -- mary baker eddy |
| if i find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only explanation is that i was made for another world. -- c.s. lewis |
| we are the music-makers and we are the dreamers of dreams -- o'shaughnessy |
| a true friend will want to know your thoughts, your feelings, your stories, your truth... -- ancient ashanti proverb |
| the great affair, the love affair with life, is to live as variously as possible, to groom one's curiosity like a high-spirited thoroughbred, climb aboard, and gallop over the thick, sun-struck hills every day. where there is no risk, the emotional terrain is flat and unyielding, and, despite all its dimensions, valleys, pinnacles, and detours, life will seem to have none of its magnificent geography, only a length. it began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies between. -- diane ackerman, "a natural history of the senses" |
| the love of our neighbor is the only door out of the dungeon of self, where we mope and mow, striking sparks, and rubbing phosphorescences out of the walls, and blowing our own breath in our own nostrils, instead of issuing to the fair sunlight of God, the sweet winds of the universe. -- george macdonald |
| i refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become reality. i believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word. -- martin luther king, jr. |
| live as if you were to die tomorrow. learn as if you were to live forever. -- mahatma gandhi |
| the only true voyage of discovery, the only really rejuvenating experience, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess new eyes... -- marcel proust |
| all there is to thinking is seeing something noticeable which makes you see something you weren't noticing which makes you see something that isn't even visible. -- norman maclean, "a river runs through it" |
| he is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose. -- jim elliot |
| when a friend calls to me from the road and slows his horse to a meandering walk, i don't stand still and look round on all the hills i haven't hoed, and shout from where i am, what is it? no, not as there is a time to talk. i thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, blade-end up and five feet tall, and plod: i go up to the stone wall for a friendly visit. -- robert frost |
| i went to the woods because i wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if i could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when i came to die, discover that i had not lived. i did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did i wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. i wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. -- thoreau |
| ...no one knows the thoughts of God except the Spirit of God. We have not received the spirit of the world but the Spirit who is from God, that we may understand what God has freely given us. This is what we speak, not in words taught us by human wisdom but in words taught by the Spirit, expressing spiritual truths in spiritual words. - 1 Corinthians 2:11-13 |