It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.
Music, oh, how faint, how weak,Language fades before thy spell!Why should Feeling ever speak,When thou canst breathe her soul so well?
Besides, the story is ambivalent and mysterious in its ending. Is this Alkestis returning from down below? Why does she have a veil over her face? Could it be that when we forcefully bring back to lif...
From plants that wake when others sleep, from timid jasmine buds that keep their odour to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams ab...
We display outrageously and obsessively that which we do not possess or have deeply at our disposal. If we are displaying sex with unseemly exaggeration and preoccupation then we have not found the he...
Usually, the main problem with life conundrums is that we don't bring to them enough imagination
Ongoing care for the soul rather than seek for a cure appreciates the mystery of human suffering and does not offer the illusion of a problem-free life.I sees every fall into ignorance and confusion a...
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
Something deep in human make up needs and longs for a taste of eternity--a momentary release from the relentless pace of time.
It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed
A friendship that like love is warm A love like friendship, steady.
Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
No, there's nothing half so sweet in life as love's young dream.
The devil...the prowde spirite...cannot endure to be mocked.
We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.
The key to seeing the world's soul, and in the process wakening our own, is to get over the confusion by which we think that fact is real and imagination is illusion.
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,Live fairy-gifts fading away,Thou wouldst still be adored, as this mo...
Finding the right work is like discovering your own soul in the world.
Wisdom and deep intelligence require an honest appreciation of mystery.
Education is not the piling on of learning, information, data, facts, skills, or abilities - that's training or instruction - but is rather making visible what is hidden as a seed.