Posts tagged ‘Quotes’
May 23
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On the rive gauche in French
“At the typewriter you find out who you are.”—Tom Robbins
When Underwood dings
I stop typing till
I’m done sharpening
My Blue Pencil
Writing is easy. All you have to do is cross out the wrong words.
—Mark Twain
“My life is a mosaic, and there’s no room in between pieces at all.”—Marcia Clark
They meet by serendipity,
in a surreal mirage of tile;
paired and spared for eternity,
to stand on the mosaic mile.
What is called good society is usually nothing but a mosaic of polished caricatures.
—Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel
“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.” —Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
Shakespeare’s Prince of Denmark tells his scholarly pal, Horatio, of encountering a talking ghost wearing his late father’s armor and crown: an absurdity undreamt in Horatio’s philosophy, with which he is endowed by the enlightened rational faculty of the Bard of Avon.
Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one’s own opinion.
—Ambrose Bierce
“The mind is like an umbrella. It’s most useful when open.” —Walter Gropius
Won’t flip inside-out in a gust
Nor flap like a gull in a gale
Impassively as iron rusts
The stoic umbrella prevails
Let a smile be your umbrella, and you’ll end up with a face full of rain.
—George Carlin
May 4
“There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” —Albert Einstein
Miraculous is the way
To view the mystery displayed
Upon the screen of all we survey
Let us make our hearts as big as an ocean, to go beyond all the trifles of the world and see it only as a picture.
—Swami Vivekenanda
Apr 22
“Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.” —Charles M. Schulz
Round the bipedal ring
A slotted loop of links
Clacks tandem wheels in sync
Reels the scenery screen
It is the unknown around the corner that turns my wheels.
—Heinz Stucke
“Who tells a finer tale than any of us. Silence does.” —Isak Dinesen
The tone of gloaming fog
A horn croaks like a frog
A long low silent moan
A windblown hollow log
Silence is as deep as eternity, speech as shallow as time.
—Thomas Carlyle
“A harvest of peace grows from seeds of contentment.” –Indian proverb
In the preface of history
Humans are made with invention
By the grace of their deities
The sublime in their perfection
The contented man can be happy with what appears to be useless.
—Hung Ko
Apr 5
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