Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's womb. |
Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's womb. |
Each of us has a piece of the puzzle, |
Education is a private matter between the person and the world of knowledge and experience, and has little to do with school or college. |
Faith and doubt both are needed - not as antagonists, but working side by side to take us around the unknown curve. |
For men tied fast to the absolute, bled of their differences, drained of their dreams by authoritarian leeches until nothing but pulp is left, become a massive, sick Thing whose sheer weight is used ruthlessly by ambitious men. Here is the real enemy of the people: our own selves dehumanized into ''the masses.'' And where is the David who can slay this giant? |
Man, born of woman, has found it a hard thing to forgive her for giving him birth. The patriarchal protest against the ancient matriarch has borne strange fruit through the years. |
No journey carries one far unless, as it extends into the world around us, it goes an equal distance into the world within |
Rich folks always talk hard times. |
The human heart dares not stay away too long from that which hurt it most. There is a return journey to anguish that few of us are released from making. |
The lack of belief is a defect that ought to be concealed when it cannot be overcome. |
To believe in something not yet proved and to underwrite it with our lives: it is the only way we can leave the future open. |
To find the point where hypothesis and fact meet; the delicate equilibrium between dream and reality; the place where fantasy and earthly things are metamorphosed into a work of art; the hour when faith in the future becomes knowledge of the past; to lay down one's power for others in need; to shake off the old ordeal and get ready for the new; to question, knowing that never can the full answer be found; to accept uncertainties quietly, even our incomplete knowledge of God; this is what man's journey is about, I think. |
When you stop learning, stop listening, stop looking and asking questions, always new questions, then it is time to die. |