“If today i was a graffiti, i would be one on a train that goes to the South of France.”
― Alain Bremond-Torrent
“The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before.”
― John Green
“That we may not fall short of desire, but let us give way to the unspoken passion hidden in the closet of our discretion. (“Crépuscule du désir”)”
― Erik Pevernagie
The most widely raised type of silkworm, the larva of the 'Bombyx mori', no longer exists anywhere in a natural state. As my encyclopedia poignantly puts it: 'The legs of the larvae have degenerated, and the adults no longer fly'.
- Jeffrey Eugenides
“Your life should always come with hot fudge, whipped cream, and a cherry on top.”
― A.D. Posey
“There are no facts, only interpretations.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
"Curiosity is satisfied in eating the apple, and regardless his perception of sour and sweet, the child becomes the pie in order to offer everyone a slice."
- Laura Lynn Vala
“In chaos, there is fertility.”
― Anais Nin
“I read of a Buddhist teacher who developed Alzheimer's. He had retired from teaching because his memory was unreliable, but he made one exception for a reunion of his former students. When he walked onto the stage, he forgot everything, even where he was and why. However, he was a skilled Buddhist and he simply began sharing his feelings with the crowd. He said, "I am anxious. I feel stupid. I feel scared and dumb. I am worried that I am wasting everyone's time. I am fearful. I am embarrassing myself." After a few minutes of this, he remembered his talk and proceeded without apology. The students were deeply moved, not only by his wise teachings, but also by how he handled his failings.
There is a Buddhist saying, "No resistance, no demons.”
― Mary Bray Pipher
“Her purse was a weight, ballast; it tethered her to the earth as her mind floated away.”
~ Anne Lamott
We are masterpieces in the making. Our soul’s contrast between light and dark provides a unique form that promises to be our most significant treasure and discovery.
“Impermanence” Standing with my towel wrapped around my waist I faced the mirror and read the word I’d written in the fog the prior day. Each day I wrote a […]
It is time to prepare dinner but I’m tired and the children have digitally shape-shifted Though admittedly I’m not far behind