[size=150]The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling. [/size]
~Lucretius
…shivers…
[size=150]The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently[/size]."
- Friedrich Nietzsche
“Thou Son, O how unlike the Father! First God Almighty comes with a Thump on the head. Then Jesus Christ comes with a balm to heal it.”–William Blake
So old and rung out so much but ah so very true…
[size=150]This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet [/size]
“Pitying I wept to see the woe
That Love & Beauty undergo,
To be consumed in burning Fires
And in ungratified desires,”–Wm. Blake
It takes all worlds to make a kind.
Blake paraphrase–
“A truth when told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you could invent.”
“. . .God becomes as we are, that we may be as he is.”–Wm. Blake
[size=150]A mountain keeps an echo deep inside. That’s how I hold your voice.” [/size]
― Rumi
[size=150]"Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall and falling,
they’re given wings.” [/size]
― Rumi
[size=150]Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great. [/size]–Comte DeBussy-Rabutin
[size=150]The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. [/size]
G.K. Chesterton
[size=150]Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell’s despair.[/size]
–William Blake
[size=150]But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.” [/size]
― Anne Brontë
[size=200]“What is Love without Love returned?”[/size] - i dunno who said that do you?
[size=200]- Genuine![/size]
“I find that I am at two with Nature.”–Woody Allen
edited for exact quote
I soooooooo get what Woody was saying.
“You cannot practice too rigid a fast from the charms of worldy talk.”–Fenelon
If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom in your hands?
(Kahlil Gibran).