Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world. -George Bernard Shaw.

Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world. -George Bernard Shaw.

The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. -Marcel Proust.

The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. -Marcel Proust.

He gives us the very quintessence of perception.

He gives us the very quintessence of perception.

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.

... perhaps one has to be very old before one learns how to be amused rather than shocked. Thanks to read more

... perhaps one has to be very old before one learns how to be amused rather than shocked. Thanks to Maria Marquis -Pearl S. Buck.

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.

What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what sort read more

What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what sort of person you are. -C. S. Lewis.

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.

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.