Friday, 10 February 2012

Thursday, 9 February 2012

The influence of a vital person vitalises … . 
The world without spirit is a wasteland.

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

An idea, like a ghost, 
must be spoken to a little 
before it will explain itself.

Monday, 6 February 2012

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Everyone has the right to doubt everything as often as he pleases 
and the duty to do it at least once. 
No way of looking at things is too sacred to be reconsidered. 
No way of doing things is beyond improvement.

Saturday, 4 February 2012

Friday, 3 February 2012

Humour is by far the most significant activity of the human brain.

Thursday, 2 February 2012

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

A man is nothing but breath and shadow.

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Monday, 30 January 2012

Everything has beauty, 
but not everyone sees it.

Sunday, 29 January 2012

Saturday, 28 January 2012

I am the wilderness lost in man

Friday, 27 January 2012

Thursday, 26 January 2012

I shall not submit to injustice from anyone. 
I shall conquer untruth by truth. 
And in resisting untruth, I shall put up with all suffering.

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Tuesday, 24 January 2012

A man who does not think for himself does not think at all.

Monday, 23 January 2012

Sunday, 22 January 2012

You are gone 
and I am with you: 
this will never come again.

Saturday, 21 January 2012

Friday, 20 January 2012

Humanity needs practical men, who get the most out of their work, and, without forgetting the general good, safeguard their own interests. But humanity also needs dreamers, for whom the disinterested development of an enterprise is so captivating that it becomes impossible for them to devote their care to their own material profit.

Without doubt, these dreamers do not deserve wealth, because they do not desire it. Even so, a well-organised society should assure to such workers the efficient means of accomplishing their task, in a life freed from material care and freely consecrated to research.

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

All the gods,
all the heavens,
all the hells
are in you.

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

Monday, 16 January 2012

There's a story in an ancient play about birds called The Birds
And it's a short story from before the world began
From a time when there was no earth, no land.
Only air and birds everywhere.

But the thing was there was no place to land.
Because there was no land.
So they just circled around and around.
Because this was before the world began.

And the sound was deafening. Songbirds were everywhere.
Billions and billions and billions of birds.

And one of these birds was a lark and one day her father died.
And this was a really big problem because what should they do with the body?
There was no place to put the body because there was no earth.

And finally the lark had a solution.
She decided to bury her father in the back of her own head.
And this was the beginning of memory.
Because before this no one could remember a thing.
They were just constantly flying in circles.
Constantly flying in huge circles.

Sunday, 15 January 2012

Saturday, 14 January 2012

A silk mist on a fallen day
I can see for miles and miles and miles
The wind is cold it hasn't got a lot to say
Fields of little moments to take with me
I dare not say a word.

Friday, 13 January 2012

Thursday, 12 January 2012

And none of you stand so tall
Pink moon gonna get ye all

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Tuesday, 10 January 2012

The most difficult thing in life is to know yourself.

Monday, 9 January 2012

Sunday, 8 January 2012

The folly of mistaking a paradox for a discovery, 
a metaphor for a proof, 
a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths, 
and oneself for an oracle, 
is inborn in us.

Saturday, 7 January 2012

Friday, 6 January 2012

We are moved to tears by a beautiful piece of music
and we describe the performance as 'magical'.
We gaze up at the stars on a dark night with no moon and no city lights
and, breathless with joy, we say the sight is 'pure magic'.

Thursday, 5 January 2012

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Mythology is composed by poets out of their insights and realisations. 
Mythologies are not invented; they are found. 
You can no more tell us what your dream is going to be tonight than we can invent a myth. 
Myths come from the mystical region of essential experience.

Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Monday, 2 January 2012

Sunday, 1 January 2012

In my end is my beginning.

Saturday, 31 December 2011

When the bird has flown
Got no-one to call your own
Got no place to call your home
When the bird has flown

Friday, 30 December 2011

It is in love that we are made;
In love we disappear.

Thursday, 29 December 2011

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

Everything we call real is made of things that cannot be regarded as real.

Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Monday, 26 December 2011

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Saturday, 24 December 2011

I hear, I know.
I see, I remember.
I do, I understand.

Friday, 23 December 2011

Thursday, 22 December 2011

Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.

Wednesday, 21 December 2011

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

It is better to travel well than to arrive.

Monday, 19 December 2011

Sunday, 18 December 2011

It is wrong to think that the task of physics is to find out how Nature is
Physics concerns what we say about Nature.

Saturday, 17 December 2011

Friday, 16 December 2011

I am among those who think that science has great beauty. 
A scientist in his laboratory is not only a technician: 
he is also a child placed before natural phenomena which impress him like a fairy tale.

Thursday, 15 December 2011

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Tuesday, 13 December 2011

Onward and onward and onward I go
Where no man before me bothered to go.

Monday, 12 December 2011

Sunday, 11 December 2011

I can't go back to yesterday 
because I was a different person then.

Saturday, 10 December 2011

Friday, 9 December 2011

There is a kind of laughter that sickens the soul. 
Laughter when it is out of control: 
when it screams and stamps its feet, 
and sets the bells jangling in the next town. 
Laughter in all its ignorance and cruelty.

Thursday, 8 December 2011

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Men are the dreams of a shadow.

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

Monday, 5 December 2011

If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Saturday, 3 December 2011

An honest man is always a child.

Friday, 2 December 2011

Thursday, 1 December 2011

Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority,
it is time to pause and reflect.

Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Much learning does not teach understanding.

Monday, 28 November 2011

Sunday, 27 November 2011

A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.

Saturday, 26 November 2011

Friday, 25 November 2011

A soul that is kind and intends justice discovers more than any sophist.

Thursday, 24 November 2011

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is 
an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach.

Monday, 21 November 2011

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Every man prefers belief to the exercise of judgement.

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Friday, 18 November 2011

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; 
we borrow it from our children.

Thursday, 17 November 2011

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect.

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Monday, 14 November 2011

The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious — 
the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Saturday, 12 November 2011

Tell me my friend my friend 
Tell me with love

Friday, 11 November 2011

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Dreams that roam between truth and untruth
Memories that become monstrous lies

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

And I know from her eyes 
and I know from her smile 
that tonight will be fine, 
will be fine, will be fine, will be fine 
for a while.

Monday, 7 November 2011

Sunday, 6 November 2011

the imagery of myth is the imagery through which our own nature 
communicates with our consciousness …

Saturday, 5 November 2011

Friday, 4 November 2011

Tipped off balance we fall like light
We land on water in this transitory life.

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

Kindness it is
that brings forth kindness
always.

Tuesday, 1 November 2011