"Reading is a basic tool in the living of a good life."
-Mortimer J. Adler
Friday, April 30, 2004
Thursday, April 29, 2004
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
"There are books so alive that you're always afraid that while you weren't reading, the book has gone and changed, has shifted like a river; while you went on living, it went on living too, and like a river moved on and moved away. No one has stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?"
-Marina Tsvetaeva
-Marina Tsvetaeva
Monday, April 26, 2004
"After all, the world is not a stage -- not to me: nor a theatre: nor a show-house of any sort. And art, especially novels, are not little theatres where the reader sits aloft and watches... and sighs, commiserates, condones and smiles. That's what you want a book to be: because it leaves you so safe and superior, with your two-dollar ticket to the show. And that's what my books are not and never will be. Whoever reads me will be in the thick of the scrimmage, and if he doesn't like it -- if he wants a safe seat in the audience -- let him read someone else."
-D. H. Lawrence
-D. H. Lawrence
Sunday, April 25, 2004
Saturday, April 24, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
"When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds; your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great and wonderful world. Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and you discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be."
-Patanjali
-Patanjali
Thursday, April 22, 2004
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
"And sometimes there will be nothing but pain. But pain is good. If you're writhing, you're still alive. As long as you're alive, you've got a chance. It may be more remote than the fartherest star, but it's there. If you can do nothing else now, believe that. And hold on. We need you. Please hold on. The world needs you even if it doesn't know that it does. Hold on. Help is on the way."
-Manjarous
-Manjarous
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
"What will be required to increase the quality of life and health is a coming together of technology and values, based on a scientific guiding principle that people can agree on. Securing a healthy global future requires this guiding principle to preserve freedom of spirit yet be as provable as the laws of physics. A guiding principle that addresses the meaning of life and is compelling enough to generate social cohesion and behaviors that serve the greater whole. After thirty years of investigation and research, it has become clear to me that the answer lies within the human heart."
-Doc Childre
-Doc Childre
Monday, April 19, 2004
"It is true that we shall not be able to reach perfection, but in our struggle toward it we shall strengthen our characters and give stability to our ideas, so that, whilst ever advancing calmly in the same direction, we shall be rendered capable of applying the faculties with which we have been gifted to the best possible account."
-Confucius
-Confucius
Sunday, April 18, 2004
Saturday, April 17, 2004
Friday, April 16, 2004
"When I face the desolate impossibility of writing five hundred pages a sick sense of failure falls on me and I know I can never do it. This happens every time. Then gradually I write one page and then another. One day's work is all I can permit myself to contemplate and I eliminate the possibility of ever finishing."
-John Steinbeck
-John Steinbeck
Thursday, April 15, 2004
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
From Dragons Gather
"What difference does it make what I believe?" I asked. "My belief or lack thereof won't put soup in the pot."
"It makes a difference to her," Manjarous said. "Sometimes, Stefan, I think you're older than me. You walk along the edge of despair and act like it's the only path."
"I'm Dammed!" I said harshly. "You can't understand --"
He barked a laugh. "I'm old, and death is learning my name. Jacobi is scarred. Shellia is nightmare ridden and godstouched. Feathen has been lonely for so long that he can't live any other way. Maladora is a runaway slave. Kassler's only happy when his senses are dulled by drink. Nina and Opel can't replace their brother or heal the wounds that his passing gave them, and we're all lost in a wilderness while a wizard seeks us for gods only know what." He looked at me for a long time. "No one is free of pain, Stefan. Everyone has their failures. You're wasting your life in bitter regret. One day you will wake up as old as me and wonder where your life went."
I didn't reply. He didn't understand about magick. How I hungered for it. How I needed it. He imagined it was something that I could put aside. I could no more make him understand than I could explain sight to someone who had been born without eyes.
He placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm only telling you this because I care about you, boy. Maladora is a chance for happiness. You need to allow for the possibility of change. She may have fallen for who you are now, but she's going to expect you to grow along with her. If you won't, you'll lose her as sure as dragons fly."
He waited, but I didn't have anything to say.
"Well, it's your life," he muttered and then went back into the wagon.
Copyright 2004. All rights reserved.
"What difference does it make what I believe?" I asked. "My belief or lack thereof won't put soup in the pot."
"It makes a difference to her," Manjarous said. "Sometimes, Stefan, I think you're older than me. You walk along the edge of despair and act like it's the only path."
"I'm Dammed!" I said harshly. "You can't understand --"
He barked a laugh. "I'm old, and death is learning my name. Jacobi is scarred. Shellia is nightmare ridden and godstouched. Feathen has been lonely for so long that he can't live any other way. Maladora is a runaway slave. Kassler's only happy when his senses are dulled by drink. Nina and Opel can't replace their brother or heal the wounds that his passing gave them, and we're all lost in a wilderness while a wizard seeks us for gods only know what." He looked at me for a long time. "No one is free of pain, Stefan. Everyone has their failures. You're wasting your life in bitter regret. One day you will wake up as old as me and wonder where your life went."
I didn't reply. He didn't understand about magick. How I hungered for it. How I needed it. He imagined it was something that I could put aside. I could no more make him understand than I could explain sight to someone who had been born without eyes.
He placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm only telling you this because I care about you, boy. Maladora is a chance for happiness. You need to allow for the possibility of change. She may have fallen for who you are now, but she's going to expect you to grow along with her. If you won't, you'll lose her as sure as dragons fly."
He waited, but I didn't have anything to say.
"Well, it's your life," he muttered and then went back into the wagon.
Copyright 2004. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
Monday, April 12, 2004
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? And even if one of them pressed me
suddenly against his heart: I would be consumed
in that overwhelming existence. For beauty is
nothing
but the beginning of terror, which we still are just
able to endure,
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains
to annihilate us. Every angel is terrifying.
-Rainer Maria Rilke, from "The First Elegy" from Duino Elegies
translated by Stephen Mitchell
hierarchies? And even if one of them pressed me
suddenly against his heart: I would be consumed
in that overwhelming existence. For beauty is
nothing
but the beginning of terror, which we still are just
able to endure,
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains
to annihilate us. Every angel is terrifying.
-Rainer Maria Rilke, from "The First Elegy" from Duino Elegies
translated by Stephen Mitchell
Sunday, April 11, 2004
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