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A pot clashes with its lid
In someones hurried kitchen
A telephone boils off the hook.
Outside, a car door
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A pot clashes with its lid
In someones hurried kitchen
A telephone boils off the hook.
Outside, a car door
An airplane pulls a drag of cloud.
muffled thunder.
Sometimes men are scared of me. You become a kind of an icon on television, and people are a little read more
Sometimes men are scared of me. You become a kind of an icon on television, and people are a little bit unsure, careful. It's funny.
As men of inward light are wont
To turn their optics in upon't.
As men of inward light are wont
To turn their optics in upon't.
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.
The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.
The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception.
To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.
To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.
Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.
Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from read more
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from far off, but upon our perceptions being made finer so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear that which is about us always. -Willa Cather.
