Life is difficult.
This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths. It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it. Once we truly know that life is difficult – once we truly understand and accept it – then life…
Life is difficult.
Art is the expression of the self; the more complicated and restrictive a method is, the less opportunity there is for expression of one’s original sense of freedom. The techniques, although they play an important role in the earlier stage, should not be…
If I could wrap my Dad up in two words, it would be thundering tenderness. He’s a man with the shortest temper I ever saw, and at the same time he’s got the biggest heart. Some of the greatest conflicts are not between two people but between one person and himself. He knows what’s right and he…
…I live in hell
‘Cause I’ve been expelled
I think I was in heaven
So give me something to sing about!
Give me something!
Refusing requital puts the act of giving outside any mutual ties. Once given, the free gift entails no further claims from the recipient. The public is not deceived by free gift vouchers. For all the ongoing commitment the free-gift gesture has created…
your victim(death and life safely beyond)
plays with the bigness of his littleness
-electrons deifying one razorblade
into a mountainrange;lenses extend…
And I do ask myself that, every day. I try to make the answer yes, even if it requires saying the word no and disappointing someone.
My experience was about letting go. It was about really experiencing all that was happening at the deepest…
“Be supportive,” my mom said. “If you love her, support her.”
And so I did that. I spent that week teaching, hanging out in an office up the hall from Jai. I stopped by a couple of times, however, just to see if she was all right. “I just…
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken…
The wild goose is more of a cosmopolite than we; he breaks his fast in Canada, takes a luncheon in the Ohio, and plumes himself for the night in a southern bayou. Even the bison to some extent keeps pace with the seasons, cropping…
No matter how fast you run,
your shadow more than keeps up.
Sometimes, it’s in front!
Only full, overhead sun
diminishes your shadow.