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To linger in the observation of things other than the self implies a profound conviction of their worth. - My read more
To linger in the observation of things other than the self implies a profound conviction of their worth. - My Friends the Senses.
Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well.
Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well.
To label me an intellectual is a misunderstanding of what that is.
To label me an intellectual is a misunderstanding of what that is.
We are becoming like cats, slyly parasitic, enjoying an indifferent domesticity. Nice and snug in the social, our historic passions read more
We are becoming like cats, slyly parasitic, enjoying an indifferent domesticity. Nice and snug in the social, our historic passions have withdrawn into the glow of an artificial coziness, and our half-closed eyes now seek little other than the peaceful parade of television pictures.
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. - Nursery Rhymes of England, 1844.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. - Nursery Rhymes of England, 1844.
Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the read more
Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the sky.
A heretic is a man who sees with his own eyes.
A heretic is a man who sees with his own eyes.
Habit and routine have an unbelievable power to waste and destroy. - Paradoxes.
Habit and routine have an unbelievable power to waste and destroy. - Paradoxes.
