January 2010
2 posts
"Journey" by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me—I am so tired, so tired Of passing pleasant places! All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back at loveliness and sighed; Yet at my hand an unrelenting hand Tugged ever, and I passed. All my life long Over my shoulder have I looked at peace; And now I fain would lie in this...
"Fairyland" by Rabindranath Tagore
If people came to know where my king’s palace is, it would vanish into the air. The walls are of white silver and the roof of shining gold. The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards, and she wears a jewel that cost all the wealth of seven kingdoms. But let me tell you, mother, in a whisper, where my king’s palace is. It is at the corner of our terrace where the pot of the...
December 2009
34 posts
"Snow Flakes" by Emily Dickinson
I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly I did resign the prig, And ten of my once stately toes Are marshalled for a jig!
John Twachtman, “Snow” c. 1895-6
If you’re going through hell, keep going.
– Winston Churchill (via gottfried)
My own invention or imagination, such as it is … would never have served...
– Charles Dickens
I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does...
– Maya Angelou (via myserendipities)
Do people take care of feral cats? What do they do?
Many people see a roaming...
– Feral Cats: Frequently Asked Questions : The Humane Society of the United States (via fromthemountains)
"Are You There?" by W.H. Auden
Each lover has some theory of his own About the difference between the ache Of being with his love, and being alone: Why what, when dreaming, is dear flesh and bone That really stirs the senses, when awake, Appears a simulacrum of his own. Narcissus disbelieves in the unknown; He cannot join his image in the lake So long as he assumes he is alone. The child, the waterfall, the fire, the...
If only there were evil people somewhere, insidiously committing evil deeds, and...
– Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn (via myserendipities)
"XVII (I do not love you...)" by Pablo Neruda
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you...
"If You Forget Me" by Pablo Neruda
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if...
In uncertainty I am certain that underneath their topmost layers of frailty men...
– John Steinbeck (via nihilnoetia) (via gottfried)
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ….
enough money within her control to move out
and rent a...
– Pamela Redmond Satran
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i most certainly have the set of screwdrivers, but my drill is not cordless.
thing i need to work on most on this list: recipe for a meal that will make my guests feel honored. actually, just cooking in...
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You can ask people to examine their privilege in any tone you like. They won’t listen. Generally speaking, people don’t want to hear about and try to empathize with the experiences of others if it means they have to shift any part of their views about themselves. People don’t care about being good people; they care...
There is neither happiness nor unhappiness in this world; there is only the...
– Alexandre Dumas (via myserendipities)
The Stranger (La Extranjera)
La extranjera
Habla con dejo de sus mares bárbaros, con no sé qué algas y no sé qué arenas; reza oración a dios sin bulto y peso, envejecida como si muriera. Ese huerto nuestro que nos hizo extraño, ha puesto cactus y zarpadas hierbas. Alienta del resuello del desierto y ha amado con pasión de que blanquea, que nunca cuenta y que si nos contase sería como el mapa de otra estrella. Vivirá entre...
I’m not ready to let the youthful part of myself go yet. If maturity means...
– Kenneth Cain (via myserendipities)
The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.
– Aleksandr Pushkin (via nihilnoetia) (via gottfried)
November 2009
77 posts
Dalai Lama’s 18 rules for living
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Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.
Follow the three Rs: Respect for self
Respect for others
Responsibility for all your actions.
Remember that not...
ontheborderland:
AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground.
—Emily Dickinson
How art can express phenomena in a way that data...
“Synesthesia is a fascinating condition in which inputs to one sensory pathway — such as music or shapes — produce sensations in a different sensory modality. Synesthetes most commonly associate letters and numbers with certain colors, but they may also “see” music, “taste” words, or “see” flavors….
Art can give us “normals” a small window into the synesthete’s world. Even if we...
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind...
– Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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