Saturday, September 14, 2019

Saturday ~ September 14, 2019

Here is a mystery: If sweeping through the door of my heart there moves continually a genuine love for you, it bypasses all your hate and all your indifference and gets through to you at your center. You are powerless to do anything about it. You may keep alive in devious ways the fires of your bitter heart, but they cannot get through to me. Underneath the surface of all the tension, something else is at work. It is utterly impossible for you to keep another from loving you.

(Howard Thurman, 1899 - 1981)

Friday, September 13, 2019

September ~ 13, 2019

I am in need of music that would flow
Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,
Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,
With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.
Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,
Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,
A song to fall like water on my head,
And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!
There is a magic made by melody:
A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool
Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep
To the subaqueous stillness of the sea,
And floats forever in a moon-green pool,
Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.

(Elizabeth Bishop, 1911 - 1979)

Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Tuesday ~ August 13, 2019

I love to see, when leaves depart,
The clear anatomy arrive,
Winter, the paragon of art,
That kills all forms of life and feeling.
Save what is pure and will survive.

(Roy Campbell, 1901 - 1957)

Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Wednesday ~ June 5, 2019

Soul is something creative, something active. Soul is honesty. I sing to the realists, people who accept it like it is. I express problems; there are tears when it's sad and smiles when it's happy. It seems simple to me, but to some, feelings take courage.

(Aretha Franklin, 1942 - 2018)

Monday, May 6, 2019

Monday ~ May 6, 2019

Two kinds of ideals are always at work in our lives. There are those ideals that are ultimate and in a very real sense always far out beyond anything that can be achieved. Or as one person puts it, they are like far-off lighthouses whose glow is far away in the distance... There are those ideals that seem to be created out of the stubborn realities, in the midst of which we work and live.

Sunday, May 5, 2019

Sunday ~ May 5, 2019

There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by. A life of good days in the senses is not enough. The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and less; time is ample and its passage is sweet.

(Annie Dillard, b. 1945)

Saturday, April 13, 2019

Saturday ~ April 13, 2019

The aim of education should be to convert the mind into a living fountain, and not a reservoir. That which is filled by merely pumping in, will be emptied by pumping out.

(John M. Mason, 1770 - 1829)

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