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Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
The very essence of instinct is that it's followed independently of reason.
The very essence of instinct is that it's followed independently of reason.
Instinct is a great matter. I was now a coward on instinct.
Instinct is a great matter. I was now a coward on instinct.
A fierce unrest seethes at the core
Of all existing things:
It was the eager wish to read more
A fierce unrest seethes at the core
Of all existing things:
It was the eager wish to soar
That gave the gods their wings.
. . . .
There throbs through all the worlds that are
This heart-beat not and strong,
And shaken systems, star by star,
Awake and glow in song.
The ideal condition would be, I admit, that men should be right by instinct; but since we are all likely read more
The ideal condition would be, I admit, that men should be right by instinct; but since we are all likely to go astray, The reasonable thing is to learn from those who can teach
Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instincts. And never hope more than you work.
Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instincts. And never hope more than you work.
She had a womanly instinct that clothes possess an influence more powerful over many than the worth of character or read more
She had a womanly instinct that clothes possess an influence more powerful over many than the worth of character or the magic of manners.
How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans know read more
How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans know when it is time to move on? As with the migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown.
Instinct and reason how can we divide?
'Tis the fool's ignorance, and the pedant's pride.
Instinct and reason how can we divide?
'Tis the fool's ignorance, and the pedant's pride.
