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).
My house says to me,
“Do not leave me for here dwells your past.”
And the road says to me,
“Come and follow me, for I am your future.”
And I say to both my house and the road,
If I stay here, there is a going in my staying;
And if I go, there is a staying in my going …"
Kahlil Gibran
shivers…
You may forget the one with whom you have laughed …
But never the one with whom you have wept.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
― Rumi
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.”
― Marcel Proust
Reminds me of the fact that we cannot forget a thing - get over a thing - until we have totally remembered it.
“Our dear Saint (Francois de Sales) disapproved of immoderate fasting. He used to say that the spirit could not endure the body when overfed, but that, if underfed, the body could not endure the spirit.”–Jean Pierre Camus
Be still my soul, thy God doth undertake,
To guide the future as He has the past,
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake,
All now mysterious shall be bright at last,
Be still my soul, the waves and winds still know,
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below
Amen
Katherine Von Schlegel