The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from secret springs The source of human thought its tribute brings.
Acceptance spells death to a writer.
Rahel’s toy wristwatch had the time painted on it. Ten to two. One of her ambitions was to own a watch on which she could change the time whenever she wanted to (which according to her was what Time was meant for in the first place).
There are things that you can't do - like writing letters to a part of yourself. To your feet or hair. Or heart.
At some stage, as the water tables are dropping and the minerals that remain in the mountains are being taken out, we are going to confront a crisis from which we cannot return. The people who created the crisis in the first place will not be the ones that come up with a solution.
What sort of love is this love that we have for countries? What sort of country is it that will ever live up to our dreams? What sort of dreams were these that have been broken? Isn't the greatness of great nations directly proportionate to their ability to be ruthless, genocidal? Doesn't the height of a country's 'success' usually also mark the depths of its moral failure?
Colorful demonstrations and weekend marches are vital but alone are not powerful enough to stop wars. Wars will be stopped only when soldiers refuse to fight, when workers refuse to load weapons onto ships and aircraft, when people boycott the economic outposts of Empire that are strung across the globe.
The more recent effort to encourage everyone to pray in common involves so many people.
Most of us have the tools we need, we're just not sure how to use them.
I have never yet met a successful person who hasn't had to overcome either a little or a lot of adversity in his or her life. If life there is a lot of lumps and bumps. . . a lot of throttling up and a lot of throttling down.
People don't ever seem to realize that doing what's right, writes no guarantee against misfortune.