It is one of the commonest of mistakes to consider that the limit of our power of perception is also read more

It is one of the commonest of mistakes to consider that the limit of our power of perception is also the limit of all there is to perceive.

Penetration seems a kind of inspiration; it gives me an idea of prophecy.

Penetration seems a kind of inspiration; it gives me an idea of prophecy.

Men are disturbed not by things, but by the view which they take of them. -Epictetus.

Men are disturbed not by things, but by the view which they take of them. -Epictetus.

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.

Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. -Anais Nin.

We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. -Anais Nin.

... 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.

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.

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.