How happy I am to be able to wander among bushes and herbs, under trees and over rocks. no man can love the country as I love it. Woods trees and rocks send back the echo that man desires. Ludvig Von Beethoven, the Man and the Artist As Revealed in his own Words.
Nothing is more miserable than to explore the nature of all things, to spy into the depths of the earth, and search by conjecture into the souls of those around us. It is enough for a man to devote himself to the divinity which is within him, and to pay it genuine worship. Marcus Aurelius, …
The secret with me is that in success, as in failure, in the consciousness of my doing, as in my habits, I am myself. There are a great many who dare not to be themselves. Björnstjerne Björnson
Remember, my dear Govinda, the world of appearances is transitory, the style of our clothes and hair is extremely transitory. Our hair and our bodies themselves transitory. Siddhartha, by Herman Hesse.
The natural desire of good men is knowledge. Leonardo DaVinci.
When you were a wandering desire in the mist, I too was there, a wandering desire. Then we sought one another, and out of our eagerness, dreams were born. And dreams were timeless, and dreams were infinite space without measure. The Forerunner, by Kahlil Gibran
Human history is one long identity crisis. Science and other realms of culture keep expanding the range of possible answers to the mind-body problem. Inventions as diverse as meditation, Islam, capitalism, Marxism, eugenics, stream-of-consciousness fiction, psychoanalysis, quantum mechanics, computers, genetic tests, MRIs, queer theory, civil-rights legislation, brain implants and LSD have given us new ways …
Hey, FADED daffodil, FLOATING DOWN THE RIVER TO TIENOUAN! IF YOU SEE THERE A YOUNG GIRL DREAMING, UNDER A CINNAMON TREE which HAS BLOSSOMED TWICE SINCE WE EMBRACED, TELL HER I SMELL A FRESH CARNATION, TO REMEMBER HER PERFUME. Wan Tsu, From The Jade Flute, Chinese Poems in Prose.