September 2011
10 posts
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“To a great mind, nothing is little.”
– Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlet
It isn’t what a picture is of, it is what it is about.
The wisdom of John Szarkowski
Pupil: Does the wind move or does the grass move?
Master: Your mind moves.
“C’est du Vrai, décliné s’il le faut comme Beau ou comme Bien, que s’origine...”
– Alain Badiou, Petit panthéon portatif
And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last I may without fail Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.
Dylan Thomas, Love in the Asylum
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Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering...
June 2011
10 posts
I should have never believed it, if any one had told me I could love like this,” said Prince Andrey. “It is utterly different from the feeling I once had. The whole world is split into two halves for me: one-she, and there all is happiness, hope, and light; the other half-all where she is not, there all is dejection and darkness…
Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
“Instead of seeking new landscapes, develop new eyes.”
– The wisdom of Marcel Proust
Truly the universe is full of ghosts, not sheeted churchyard spectres, but the inextinguishable elements of individual life, which having once been, can never die, though they blend and change, and change again for ever.
H. Rider Haggard, King Solomon’s Mines
“So we stood hand in hand, like two children, and there was peace in our hearts...”
– Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of the Four
December 2010
10 posts
“I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz, or arrow of carnations...”
– Pabloe Neruda, excerpt from Love Sonnet XVII
If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one, you may see at times a shapeless pool of lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness, then if you squeeze your eyes tighter, the pool begins to shape, and the colours become so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire.
J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
“It is easier to perceive error than to find truth, for the former lies on the...”
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
November 2010
10 posts
“He’s a Rebel” by The Crystals
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“No hay lenguas muertas, sino cerebros aletargados.
[There is no such thing as...”
– Carlos Ruiz Zafon, Sombra del Viento
“Everybody is a genius.
But, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree,...”
– The Wisdom of Albert Einstein
October 2010
10 posts
Faithfully by Journey
Circus life, under the Big...
She was perfectly quiet now, but not asleep — only soothed by sweet porridge and warmth into that wide-gazing calm which makes us older human beings, with our inward turmoil, feel a certain awe in the presence of a little child, such as we feel before some quiet majesty or beauty in the earth or sky — before a steady glowing planet, or a full-flowered eglantine, or the bending trees...
For his part, every beauty of art or nature made him thankful as well as happy, and that the pleasure to be had in listening to fine music, as in looking at the stars in the sky, or at a beautiful landscape or picture, was a benefit for which we might thank Heaven as sincerely as for any other worldly blessing.
William Makepeace Thakeray, Vanity Fair
