For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor power of speech, To stir men’s blood; I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know. William Shakespeare Julius Caesar (1599)
Yeah, c’mon When the music’s over When the music’s over, yeah When the music’s over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights, yeah When the music’s over When the music’s over When the music’s over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights For the music […]
As the great ocean has but one taste, that of salt, so has this Dharma and Discipline but one taste, the taste of Freedom. Pali Tripitaka Anguttara-nikaya, (Kindred Sayings) pt. 35, p.28
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin’ through And it’s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for […]
The light enters and I remember who I am; he is there. He begins by telling me his name which (it should now be clear) is mine. I revert to the servitude which has lasted more than seven times ten years. He saddles me with his rememberings. He saddles me with the miseries of every […]
Fantasi Som kjærlighed er trangen til at mødes og gjøre jordens ørken til et Eden, trængs der en drift, som ligner kjærligheden skal skilte tanker festligt sammenglødes. Det er i fantasiens brudekammmer at blomst og kvinde saligt sammenfalder, og smilehuller vorder til konvaller, og munde roser, i vidunderflammer. Men alle ting i deres spredte vrimmel […]
The rest, I keep silent; a great ox is treading on my tongue – but the house itself, if it got a voice, would speak very plainly. Aiskylos (ca. 525-456 f.Kr.) Agamemnon
One of the greatest pains to human nature is the pain of a new idea. Walter Bagehot (1826-1877) Physics and Politics (1872) «The Age of Discussion»
Time is a violent torrent; no sooner is a thing brought to sight that it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away. Marcus Aurelius (121-180) Meditations bk 4
Vanity of all vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities: all is vanity. What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun? One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh. Ecclesiastes, ch. I. v.2
