It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: holding hands, hotel rooms, music, the physics of falling leaves, vanilla and jasmine, poppies, smiling, anthills, the color of the sky, coffee and cashmere, literature, sparks and subway trains… If only one could leave this life slowly!
Which of us is not saying to himself–which of us has not been saying to himself all his life: I shall alter that when I have a little more time? We never shall have any more time. We have, and we have always had, all the time there is.
In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live.
One death is too many – and with careful management and a lot of luck, the coronavirus sweeping the globe will be curbed, in terms of illness and loss of life.
Only the previous day, Arch had found him in a spirit-dance corral, blistering the creatures to the point of death, such was his need to touch and destroy.
What I mean to say is, we had been considerable. Had been loved. Not lonely, not lost, not freakish, but wise, each in his or her own way. Our departures caused pain. Those who had loved us sat upon their beds, heads in hand; lowered their faces to tabletops, making animal noises. We had been loved, I say, and remembering us, even many years later, people would smile, briefly gladdened at the memory.
It’s hard being left behind. (…) It’s hard to be the one who stays.
When something needs to be said, you look for a man to say it. But when something needs actually to be done, you look for a woman.
We need to help people to discover the true meaning of love. Love is generally confused with dependence. Those of us who have grown in true love know that we can love only in proportion to our capacity for independence.
I’m always a big fan of if you approach somebody politely about something and you’re not a nudge – you’re just pretty honest and simple, my kind of philosophy is that I’m not afraid of ‘no,’ and that’s way different than ‘I won’t take no for an answer.’
Time is a constant factor in the human equation, but energy is a different story
I remember knowing, for a while, for a long time, that I was kind of abnormal in some sense.
One year passes, another one comes and the life I had thought was interrupted – its present unconnected to its past – weaves its threads together independently of me. It endures in the vast expanse of time and I pay no attention.
It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.
A hair-hopper is someone who pretends they’re rich, who really wasn’t brought up very wealthy but now tries to brag that they’re rich, and they spend too much time on their hair.
Hanya orang-orang dengan hati damailah yang boleh menerima kejadian buruk dengan lega.
You might be tempted to avoid the messiness of daily living for the tranquility of stillness and peacefulness. This of course would be an attachment to stillness, and like any strong attachment, it leads to delusion. It arrests development and short-circuits the cultivation of wisdom.
Life is short, and time just flies by, so I love those moments when we’re all sitting around the table together laughing and joking.
If the rest of your brain were conscious, it would probably regard you as the pointy-haired boss from Dilbert
Back and forward or in any direction, we can measure no space except nothingness. Within the coordinates of the Being, we measure the “space,” but that which we call space is only the appearance of the immaterial Being presented to us, or sensed by us, as material. Yet, the only “volume” of this “space” is Nothingness.
There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root.
; the man who does not understand a woman is happy to replace his subjective deficiency with an objective resistance; instead of admitting his ignorance, he recognizes the presence of a mystery exterior to himself: here is an excuse that flatters his laziness and vanity at the same time.
It might seem odd that in cities teetering at the edge of the abyss young people still go to class—in this case an evening class on corporate identity and product branding—but that is the way of things, with cities as with life, for one moment we are pottering about our errands as usual and the next we are dying, and our eternally impending ending does not put a stop to our transient beginnings and middles until the instant when it does.
Little sleep’s-head sprouting hair in the moonlight,when I come backwe will go out together,we will walk out together among,the ten thousand things,each scratched too late with such knowledge, the wages of dying is love.
Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates.
I would not think that philosophy and reason themselves will be man’s guide in the foreseeable future; however, they will remain the most beautiful sanctuary they have always been for the select few.
I know that I shall die struggling for breath, and I know that I shall be horribly afraid. I know that I shall not be able to keep myself from regretting bitterly the life that has brought me to such a pass; but I disown that regret. I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.
The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.
She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.
My philosophy is: It’s none of my business what people say of me and think of me.
We love because we can lose. If there was no threat of separation, no death to shake us to our core, we probably wouldn’t love much at all.
And the intelligence, or the mind, loses its uniqueness and becomes absorbed in social games, which diminish it even as the opposite illusion is created. It’s this raw material that’s truly divine because it’s in harmony with the universe. No one cuts the stars. No one designs the forms of the rivers; they flow by themselves. The tantrika is like a river that never stops flowing in the divine because the divine never stops flowing in it.In making these offerings, in receiving this initiation, you gain access to the knowledge of your own divine substance, and you open yourself to the Tantric experience of time no longer passing. Your meditation will be easier. The illusion of believing that time can be parceled out will appear to you in all its absurdity, and you will taste the nectar of undivided time.Initiation also involves a rupture with the myths of the specific society in which you live, establishing a profound and unconditional tie with all human beings and with all that has previously seemed inanimate to you. Initiation releases you from taboos and social, dietary, and sexual prohibitions, and more importantly, the prohibitions linked to ideas and thought. I
Be it high or low, it doesn’t matter. I need to stay calm and neutral all the time.
This is what happens when you break with one life to live another–it causes a doubling. Knowing eleven at night here is seven in the morning there. Some part of you is always in conversation with that other self.
The Coming of Wisdom with TimeThough leaves are many, the root is one,Through all the lying days of my youthI swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;Now I may wither into the truth.
As for my own part I care not for death, for all men are mortal; and though I be a woman yet I have as good a courage answerable to my place as ever my father had. I am your anointed Queen. I will never be by violence constrained to do anything. I thank God I am indeed endowed with such qualities that if I were turned out of the realm in my petticoat I were able to live in any place in Christendom.
There are two ways to live a life either forget everything or, remember nothing.
…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.
I think time stands quite still and we move around in it, sometimes slowly and sometimes at a furious rate.
Let people be the pursuits of happiness, you be the pursuit of perfection.
My philosophy is, don’t take no for an answer and be willing to sacrifice your entire project for freedom.
How baffling it is that we imagined cities incinerated by alien bombs and death rays when all they really needed was Mother Nature and time.
He wanted to take his love back from her so badly. The old techniques didn’t work anymore. In fact, they’d never worked. How do you stop loving someone? It was one of the world’s more brutal mysteries. The more you tried, the less it worked.
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.
Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticized anyway.
I was never ignorant, as far as being experienced in classrooms and learning about different subjects and actually soaking it up, so I checked into college for a little bit. I took classes at a community college in West L.A. I took psychology, English, and philosophy.
It was said that life was cheap in Ankh-Morpork. This was of course, completely wrong. Life was often very expensive; you could get death for free.
Why do we say that time passes away, when we do not say with just as much emphasis that it arises?
You can be a natural athlete with terrible work habits, and that ends up wasting your gifts.
‘Dreamsongs’ allows me to show the scope of my writing – with personal commentary that puts the works in context and includes some autobiographical details intended to reveal how each piece came to be, what it represents, and how it has formed, or been informed by, my philosophy of writing.
Be careful about reading health books. Some fine day you’ll die of a misprint.
And there are so much easier ways to destroy a woman. You don’t have to rape her or kill her; you don’t even have to beat her. You can just marry her. You don’t even have to do that. You can just let her work in your office for thirty-five dollars a week.
You define your own life. Don’t let other people write your script.